Random RADness

Ebear baked cookies tonight! Oatmeal Raisin!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We haven't had a working oven in months and a dear friend loaned us a roaster so he was able to bake cookies... Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmm.

Middle One doesn't like Oatmeal Raisin cookies.

When the cookies were ready we called him in and Ebear offered him a cookie... it's polite and the right thing to do. Middle declined, stating that he didn't like them. We knew.

A little while later Middle wandered back into the kitchen and gazed longingly at the plate of cookies.

"Are they Chocolate Chip?" He practically drooled.

"No, we told you they are Oatmeal Raisin"

"I want to taste one"

...Raise your hand if you see where this is going.

"you don't like these cookies"

"I just want one"

As he reaches for a cookie I say...

"If you take a cookie you will have to eat it"
(you all know that this is the moment I lost the battle, right?)

He takes a cookie.
He takes a bite of the cookie.
He makes a face.
He begins pulling raisins out of the cookie.

Like a robotic dancer I fall into step...

"What are you doing Middle?"

"I don't like raisins"

"I know, but what did I say"

"I'm just going to throw this out"

"I told you that you would have to eat the cookie if you took it"

"I don't like raisins"

"Whose choice was it to eat the cookie"

"You're making me eat it, I don't want it!!!!"

"You chose the cookie. You were told you would have to eat the cookie... now eat the cookie!"

It was about this point that I found myself tempted to help him eat the cookie... I refrained.

Whining, he mumbled
"I don't like raisins"