Our conversation at dinner the other night....
Colin (looking at the food on his plate in disgust): What is this?
Me: It's manicotti
Colin: I don't wike mani-cotti
Me (upset that I can never cook anything he "wikes"): Oh well that is what's for dinner tonight.
Trevor (taking a big bite): Mmmm, it's good. Mom, you're a better cooker than the food network.
Me (giving Trevor a big hug): See, your brother likes it.
Colin: I'm done (gets up and takes his plate full of food to the counter)
Later that night....
Colin: Mom, I'm huuungry.
Me: Too bad, you should have eaten your manicotti.
Colin (very angry): But I don't WIKE mani-cotti!