Trump. Is it really what's for dinner?
Riley has modified the “This is dinner” speech that I used to give into a plea to vote for Hilary. The speech, which I didn't write, went something like, “THIS is dinner. Someone who loves you very much has prepared this meal with your nourishment in mind. It may not be your first choice, but this is what we’re having tonight. If you don’t like it, you may politely excuse yourself and make a sandwich. But please don’t sit here and complain or whine, because that is unproductive, and THIS IS DINNER." For a while, maybe a decade, I think I said it every night. (Well, I said it for the first few years, and then I assigned someone else. "Hey, kids, who wants to recite This Is Dinner tonight?")
His much-improved version goes something like this:
"THIS is dinner. The options are lima beans, or raw goat's heart soaked in castor oil. You can choose the lima beans, or you can be force fed the goats heart soaked in castor oil. Not voting or voting for a third-party candidate is the same as being force fed the goats hearts soaked in castor oil. If that appeals to you more than lima beans, by all means, don’t vote, or vote for Jill Stein. But these are your choices, because THIS IS DINNER."
I’m grateful that he’s repurposed a family speech, which has been languishing for years. Which brings us to our new game!
What’s your most used parenting speech? Share it here, and we’ll see what we can do with it. Reduce, reuse, recycle!