And I continue fighting for my bad mom of the day award, cheap out, and give the kids fruit bars and chef-boy-r-dee.
Jade, as usual, doesnt want to come to the table, and cries. I convince him to get into his seat to *try* - because honestly - who *doesnt* like chef-boy-r-dee?
He gets up there and I spoon feed him one piece. He eats it.
The second one, I have to beg, and as Im begging, his sister goes - "Open wide, or the big bad monster will get you"
SO shes certainly starting to figure out when certain comments fit into conversations - leading me to believe that she really does have amazing comprehension.... so Im starting to think that shes less autistic, and just more - extreme Aspergers... just maybe a shade worse then I am.
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