This True Grit story comes from Juggling Mother, mother to a son (Mstr A), and two small daughters:
When Mstr A (now six years old) was little he was looked after 2-3 days a week by his doting grandmother, and even more doting great grandmother. Despite the fact that I was totally neurotic and only fed him the freshest fruit, veg. and homemade food, by the time he was 6 months old, they happily fed him chocolate and Mcdonalds most days they had him. It didn’t matter how many times I asked them not to, they still did so.
When he was about 2, he was a very good communicator, with a large vocabulary, clear enunciation and a good understanding of what was being said to him. So one morning when they were coming over, I didn’t feed him breakfast. I knew they were going out shopping as soon as I left for work, so naturally within 15 minutes Mstr A complained he was hungry and was soon happily stuffing gummy bears and chocolate.
Within 30 minutes he was throwing up all over the shop, all over grandma and great grandma and all over their car. (*evil grin*)
It taught all three of them a lesson! Grandma and great grandma learned to moderate their treats and Mstr A still remembers the day “big nan made me sick with too many sweets”. He is very restrained with sweet stuff now and ALWAYS eats a proper meal first. Results!
Shame I can’t do the same for the girls – I don’t have the patsy any more.