Sometimes I have to control the urge to slap the piss out of some folks. Take this scene from my life.
Son: Want more!
Me: After you eat your vegetables or potatoes.
Son points to the empty spot on his plate where his meat used to be: More.
Me: I said no.
Husband disappears into the kitchen and returns with a huge hunk of meat which he puts on Son’s plate.
Me: Why did you do that?
Husband: He wanted more.
Me: I just told him he couldn’t have more.
Husband: But he’s hungry.
Me: So now he’s just a meat eater and can have whatever he wants?
Husband: Fine, I’ll put it back.
Me: Forget it. It’s already been on his plate. You don’t put that back. That’s nasty.
Son hops down without touching the meat on his plate: Done!