So our 3 year old can’t sleep and comes down for a late night snack of cereal (Weetabix). The conversation goes like this:
Daddy: (trying to be encouraging) You eating your snackaroonie?
3yo: (defiantly) Its not a snackaroonie.
Daddy: Yes it is, its a little snackaroonie
3yo: (won’t be beaten) Its not a snackaroonie, its just a snack.
Daddy: But a snackaroonie is a snack.
Daddy: (trying to assert victory) So, what are you eating then?