Grandboy (waiting for corndogs in the microwave, and frustrated, arms crossed): Hmph. Gwumpa YOU eating cereal and I’M not eating.

Me: Yes, you said you wanted corndogs for breakfast. You have to wait for them to warm up.

Grandboy: But I have to wait. (Stomps foot) That’s not FAIR.

Me: Boy, LIFE ain’t fair. We chose two different things. Not every thing’s the same. Ain’t fair for me either. I don’t get to eat a corn dog.

Grandboy: Yah you don’t get a corndog.

Me: Unless I eat yours.

Grandboy: HEY THAT’S NOT FAIR