OhhhhKayyyy...

For about 2 weeks, Iain has been rejecting most food and throwing temper tantrums. He's a little stereotype: laying on his back beating his heels against the floor, howling with rage.

Our reply to that is mostly: "whatever." We're certainly not going to reinforce it by being all "ooh, pookiesmookie what'sthematter darling??"

Anyway, tonight Iain rejected everything Charles offered him at dinner (delicious ravioli doused in butter and parmesan, banana, etc.), then threw a 20 minute screaming fit. He had a nice time-out for that. When I got home at 6:15, I brought Mister Kabob (I've been out of town, hence no food in the house, hence takeout for Mom and Dad).

Since Iain was up, we figured he could sit with us while we ate. And he did. Then he demanded some vittles. I gave him a little rice and chicken and a spoonful of cucumber-tomato salad. No dice on the salad and don't even begin to think he ate any chicken. BUT, he started eating the spicy rice (they make a saffron rice and also a cinnamon-spiced rice) and didn't stop.

Then he pulled out some of the (raw) onions that come on the side and started chewing on those. So to recap: he decided that eating spicy middle-eastern flavored rice and raw onions for dinner would be awesome.

Weird, dude. Just...weird. Also, thank god for the dogs. I did not want to pick up 700 grains of rice off the carpet.