Rey has a problem. Eating problem. He eats toooooo slo--w---l----eeee. I have to stop myself from pulling my hair out, at least twice each day, excluding his lunch time in school. I always end up screaming' "eat eat eat EAT FASTER!!". I bet my mild-mannered Japanese neighbours can hear that every meal times. To them, Mum's roar = meal time. It doesn't help when the cold weather cools the food much too fast. Not that my cooking is bad, but Rey can play with his dinosaur, microwave wraps, tear tissue paper, sit on the sofa, ask me when he can have his snacks (to which I'd answer in a roaring tone "you haven't finished and yet you want to blablablabla") It goes on in circles. I have to tell myself, no spoon feeding. I'm seeing when he can finish his food, without screaming by blogging now. He has already broken his eating record, 2. 5 hours!
I found something about myself. When I'm angry, I tend to repeat my sentences 4 times. This is how I found out.
I: Can you eat faster, can you eat faster, can you eat faster, CAN YOU EAT FASTER!!!!!!?! (in a crescendo)
Rey: ok, ok, ok OK!
I: whaahahahhahaa
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