My son is eating the seeds off of the top of his hamburger bun.  He likes the burgers, but he prefers french fries.  So when I told him he couldn't have anymore french fries until he ate a bite of his burger, he chose this "compromise."  I'm not sure how this is better than just taking a bite... but whatever.
Today my little guy kicked his precious MawMaw. He was being silly, and thought it would be funny I guess.   Luckily his Daddy was there to give him a pop and a stern talking-to.  Later on in the day, when I went to pick him up, I mentioned something about not kicking, and he gave me the funniest look.  He put down his head, and frowned, and cut his eyes up at me with an expression that I can only describe as sheer confusion.  How did Mommy KNOW about when I got in trouble today?  I tried to keep a straight face.
Mommies always know, dear one.  Always.