Whoo. What a morning.
E had a meltdown about bananas. Or rather, he had a meltdown about the choice regarding his half-eaten banana.
I gave him two options: He could eat his half-eaten banana at the table, or he could throw it away. Playing trains with the banana or otherwise carrying the banana all over the house were not options.
He was paralyzed with his decision. Many tears were cried.
Finally, I offered to make the decision for him. “Would you like Mommy to decide for you?”
So I took the banana and threw it away. He cried a little bit more, but we all survived. And then we played trains.