Today for lunch, I made vegetarian black bean burgers.  I suspected the kids would not be pleased, so I did not make much for myself, knowing that I would be finishing off some leftovers.  Still, I wanted them to try it and even came up with a creative name.


As I watched the kids eat around the burgers, I started to pick at their burgers while eating.


Big Girl: Don't eat my mud casserole.
Me: Well, you aren't eating it.  If you don't eat it, I will eat it.
Big Girl: I will eat it!
Me: Okay.


Brother:  If you eat it, I will eat it.


I am not sure if he was missing the point or if he did a really good job of trying manipulating me....