It’s Sunday night. My brother’s 3 sons are playing with my kids. My Daughter comes with Stephen – who is 3 years old – to ask about dinner. We go through a few options and eventually, settle for Pizza – Stephen’s favorite.
“Hey, everyone get ready. We are going for a ride. We are going to get some pizzas”.
We drive down to Pizzaman. I order the Pizza. Stephen comes to me and asks,” Can I get a large Pizza for only me?”
I wonder why. I tell Stephen,” You can have a small pizza”. An argument ensues. I lose. Stephen gets an extra large Pizza all for himself.
We get home and Stephen is supposed to eat the whole large pizza or else he gets no pizza moving forward.
After 3 slices of his pizza, Stephen is struggling. He is asking around.
“Would anybody help me finish my Pizza?”
He couldn’t hold the end of his bargain
