“Mommy, I didn’t want turkey…” she started.

“Emma darling, you get what you get…” I started to say.

“You don’t throw a fit!” she finished cheerfully.

“Right.  But if I gave you anchovies, then you could throw a fit,” I just had to add.

“Anchovies?” she asked.
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Yeah, I knew better but it was fun…. : )