I clean up and scold the two year old for throwing the food when she decides it’s “icky”
I fix a slightly less healthy meal
I sit them back at the table
I clean the next mess up as the two year old (who has ate a few bites from each meal) makes yet another mess
I cave in and feed them what they want- despite it being what I deem as healthy
I clean the last mess up and finally release them from the table
I bang my head against the wall repeatedly while doing the fourth or fifth load of dishes of the day and silently scream because I don’t understand how I ended up with such picky and light eaters.