The following conversation took place over a dinner of hamburger-helper (cheesey ranch) tonight...
Mommy: Eat your dinner BBug.
BBug: No, I'm sleepy.
Mommy: OK. If you're sleepy you can go to your room and go to sleep.
BBug: No, I'm gonna go play.
Mommy: No, you either go to sleep or you eat.
BBug: I need a favor! Walking over to mommy's side, cupping HER OWN ear and saying "I need a cookie."
Mommy: No cookies. Either eat your dinner or nothing for the rest of the night.
After much continued debate, BBug finally agreed to try ONE bite. As it came close to her mouth she abruptly dropped it and began gagging.
Mommy: Eat your food.
BBug: It's gross!
Mommy: Eat one bite, if you don't like it you don't have to eat it.
Finally one bite makes it in to her mouth...
BBug: It's good!
Mommy: It is good.
BBug (cutting her eyes at Mommy): I told you it was good!
Really? I must have missed that in between the request for cookies and gagging!