We went out for breakfast today and I got my own toast and hard-boiled egg. Everything was delicious. After I finished my breakfast I started eyeing Mommy’s breakfast. She was kind enough to share with me, but I wasn’t happy with the portions I was getting. Mommy and Daddy tried to explain that it was Mommy’s food and that she was sharing with me so I should be happy with what I get. I was not happy. I started to throw a tantrum. Daddy took me outside and talked to me. Every time I said an unreasonable “no” without even listening to him he would take a step away from the restaurant. With a lot of to and fro conversation and steps away and towards the restaurant, I finally calmed down and understood what Daddy was saying. We went back into the restaurant and were able to enjoy the rest of our meal.