I Am A Broken Woman

Today, after picking Titus up from school, we came home and I asked him what he wanted for lunch. He said he wanted Tuna fish (which he likes with ranch dressing mixed in) but I said I didn't want to make it for him. The reason I didn't want him to have it is because every time I make it, he eats about a tablespoons worth and wastes the rest...so I said "no". He totally freaked out and started whining and crying and saying I was "being mean" so I tried to explain to him that I just didn't want him to waste food. He wasn't havin' it! He kept pestering me!

I must add that I had absolutely no patience due to last nights "kiddy-freak-fest" which involved Max kicking Titus in the head, then getting a time out for it and while he was in time out he screamed at me, for which he then in turn got a spanking. Then Titus Spilled an entire glass of milk because he was screwing around at the table and actually managed to spill upward all over his head, face, his entire body, across the table and down onto floor! Then, about an hour after his dad left, he decided to go atomic meltdown and cry for his daddy (for no apparent reason-even he didn't know why he wanted him). The evening was ended by Titus crying from "mystery pains" in his side....needless to say, I wasn't going for any form of freak-show today!

After we talked about the Tuna and my reasons for not wanting him to eat it...and honestly, he pestered me a little more, I gave him an option: The only way I would let him eat it is if he ate half of it now, and the other half with dinner tonight or for lunch tomorrow. He agreed.

I'd like to add that I was fully prepared for him to sit there as long as it took for him to eat ALL half of that Tuna....I didn't care if it took him a week and turned green!

So later (about a half hour after he ate lunch)...Scott informed me of the conversation he had with Titus :

Scott: So I see you got tuna.

Titus: Yeah...

Scott: How'd that happen?

Titus: I just kept asking her.

Scott: So...you broke her?

Titus: (With a very cocky smirk on his face) Yeah...I broke her!

Thus, the title of this post. I am a broken woman...