The kids know that dinner time is a prelude to bath time, which leads to bedtime. Feeling ornery today, they executed the most incredibly effective stall tactic of all time.
They know that nobody can send poor sweet babies to bed hungry, so they transformed a customary 30 minute meal into a multi-course extendo-meal. They began by consuming about a half pound of honey ham, one slowly chewed bite at a time, then they demolished some dinner rolls with butter as they bounced and spun happily upon their bar stools. (45 minutes and counting)
Then they requested quesadillas with ketchup smiles (aka happy faces), knowing that preparation time would drag things out further. (60 minutes)
Finally Justin announced that he desperately needed a peanut butter "shammich." We tried to talk him out of it, but he was passionate about it, we complied, and he ate the whole thing. (75 minutes)
I'll admit, Heather and I felt like suckers each time we brought more food, but they actually ate everything they requested. At least we made them take their baths before they got dessert.
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