Why do my sons torment me?
They won’t eat nothing I cook for them. I get all excited while I am in the kitchen. I feel like a real Mama taking care of her babies, cooking up a meal to nourish my seed. You know, handling bitnezz . I put the food on the table and they run up to the table and sit down.
Solomon, my 1-year-old, starts grabbing and stuffing, Sai, my 3-year-old, looks at it, turns the plate sideways and says, “Mama, I dont like this dinner.”
I ignore him and go back to the kitchen to get their drinks and when I come back I am greeted with, “I don’t like some of these. I dont like it.”
He says it over and over until I am about to get upset.
EAT THAT FOOD! I say in a stern voice.
He whimpers and I walk away. When I come back he has pushed his plate over to Solomon and Solomon is happily grubbing.
I once asked my old covenant group leader, Dr. Colon, “Why won’t my kids eat my food?” and he replied, “Maybe you need to learn how to cook.”
Wahhhhhh!
I know how to cook.