Dinner time stress

I have decided the kids have to eat what David and I are eating. In the log run, I pray this is right and I think it is. However, the personal stress for me associated with this process is driving me to drink. Literally, I hate it. I can't handle the wining, negotiating, crying, fighting, etc.

Max is doing better catching on to the process, after having his dinner for breakfast a couple times. Ellie on the other hand is more dramatic and driving me insane at times. I hope this gets better.