Audrey, pick your fork up and eat some supper
Audrey, get your leg off your brother's chair
Audrey, get up from under the table
Audrey, don't talk with your mouth full
Audrey, stop sliding out the back of your chair
Audrey, you can't lay across the table
Audrey, dear, you have to eat your supper
Audrey, don't spit your drink back in your cup like that
Audrey, you are going to choke if you cram all that food in your mouth at once
Audrey, swallow your food child
Audrey, you have to eat your supper. Please???
You laugh but these are all things we say to Audrey during supper. Granted, we usually don't say all of them at on sitting but, rest assured, they will all get said at some point during the week! The child is a trip. A stone cold trip and even though it can get frustrating at times watching her squirm so much instead of eating, we can't help but get tickled at her most times. Of course, she doesn't know that! She's always been a mover and a shaker and the only times she's still are when she's sleeping, reading or very sick. But it seems that when I call for everyone to come to the table she gets an extra dose of ants in her pants. Oh and by the way, her brother has usually licked his plate clean and is either asking for seconds or requesting his "surprise" for making a happy plate by the time Audrey has successfully eaten 4 bites!