My friend, Diane, was babysitting her young grandson, who was lamenting about how "grandmas always make you clean your plate." She shared a childhood memory of her own:
"When I was a little girl, my mom made me eat everything on my plate, too. In fact, I
remember a time when she insisted that I eat a bowl of pea soup that she had served me. I refused to eat it, and I remember sitting there til almost midnight."
The little boy listened intently and then went off to play.
Fifteen minutes later, the troubled tyke returned and asked,
"Grandma, did your mom really pee in your soup???"