I understand it has been a while since you’ve been a toddler, but it honestly baffles me how obtuse you can be. Let me explain this is the simplest terms: throwing food off the table, roughly translated, means “I don’t want this shit.”
It’s really that easy.
Your insistence on giving me food you know I won’t eat is not only wasteful, it’s poor management. You’ve been given a position of responsibility and you are spending stupid amounts of time on projects that are destined to fail. Stop flogging a dead horse with broccoli and start serving the hot chips you know I want.
Little Thud, 15 months, Canberra