We’re finding that with this parenting thing we have peaks and troughs with who has dominance in the family. Mostly it’s us. But every now and then Jaxon up’s the antes and it takes a week or two to figure out how to deal with it.

So the last week he’s totally had it over us. But tonight I think we finally got it back (for now)

He didn’t eat his dinner. And he didn’t ask to leave the table. And normally, he might get away with that and maybe even get some kind of snack later on if he was hungry.

But tonight, we made a point. He got sent to his room twice. Preferring to play with Mack and Lightning McQueen than sit at the table with us.

In the end, he didn’t eat his dinner. But we made it very clear that after dinner there would be nothing else. And if he got hungry, then we would reheat his dinner for him.

I locked the fridge, I shut the pantry door. But two hours later when he found a bag of tiny teddies somewhere and wanted them I refused. I reheated his dinner.

He ate it.

Control. Bring it on Jaxon!