Tonight, as with most meal times, kiddo did not want food. They say he eats with gusto at daycare, but when mama and dada offer food, it is not interesting to Lewis at all.

After an entire evening without success, and bedtime looming with an empty stomach lingering, we went a little unconventional. 

Lewis got to eat his dinner in the bathtub. And we told him that every bite was from the “monkeynaut” (a monkey astronaut from his favorite tv show) to tempt him.

It worked. He ate a satisfactory dinner. 

Am I proud of my ability to show the kid who is boss and get him to fall in line? Obviously not, since that ability does not seem to exist when it comes to meals. But am I relieved that the kid has some food in his belly? Yup. Sure am!