The following conversation took place at dinner tonight.
Luke: "Mommy, I'm all done being patient"
Me: "What are you talking about, Luke."
Luke: "I'm talking about being all done being patient with all your yucky dinners."
Ouch.
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That's just harsh. My kids at least lie and say they like whatever I've made while they're asking for something else to eat.
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