Last night I sat my lo down to eat her dinner. DH came home and we started a fire in the firepit for s'mores. We all went outside and had a treat. We came back in to get ready for bed and my lo said, "Mommy, I'm still hungry, where's my dinner? You said it was treat time before I was finished so I'm still hungry."

Oh great, thanks for making me feel like a jerk for rushing you through your dinner!!