A few days ago at lunchtime, Max asked me if he could have a corn dog. I was right in the middle of something, so I told him that if he would wait patiently for a few minutes, I would fix him a corn dog.
"Waiting patiently" to Max sometimes goes something like........
"MOM! MOM! I'M STARVING! I NEED A CORN DOG! I NEED A CORN DOG! PLEASE! PLEEEAAAASSSEEEE CAN YOU FIX ME A CORN DOG?!?! MOM! MOM ! MOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!"
You get the picture.
Since I was still at a point in my project that I just couldn't drop everything to go and feed a corn dog to my "starving" child, I asked CJ to fix it for him.
He agreed to help, and I thought that the matter was taken care of.
Until several minutes later when Max came back into the room, sobbing, with CJ following.
"Mom" CJ complained "I fixed him a corn dog and now he's refusing to eat it!"
"Why?" I asked.
"He says it's because it doesn't look like a person!"
Max calmed down enough to agree.
I looked at CJ and said "Seriously? What's wrong with you? You made a corn dog and it doesn't look like a person?"
Max said "NO! He didn't make it look like a person!"
CJ shook his head at Max and said "Max, corn dogs don't look like people, they look like corn dogs!"
So I had to leave my project and fix the corn dog so that Max would eat it.