Well, your mother sure has a way with children, then.
I remember having the following dialogue with my daughter who once again wanted to eat an ice cream instead of meat soup at the dinner table when she was four.
Milla: I want ice cream now!
Daddy: You can have your ice cream after you finish your plate. You've got to eat proper food. You wanna know what happened to [redacted] who would only eat sweets when she was a child?
Milla: Tell me.
Daddy: Well, when she grew up she'd become very fat and could not walk properly. She would only waddle along, swaying from one side to the other.
Milla: Yes, waddle along.
Daddy: That is correct. Now you finish your plate.
Milla: Bring me rye bread, too!
Haha, yes! She told them so in a friendly way.
Well, your mother sure has a way with children, then.
I remember having the following dialogue with my daughter who once again wanted to eat an ice cream instead of meat soup at the dinner table when she was four.
Milla: I want ice cream now!
Daddy: You can have your ice cream after you finish your plate. You've got to eat proper food. You wanna know what happened to [redacted] who would only eat sweets when she was a child?
Milla: Tell me.
Daddy: Well, when she grew up she'd become very fat and could not walk properly. She would only waddle along, swaying from one side to the other.
Milla: Yes, waddle along.
Daddy: That is correct. Now you finish your plate.
Milla: Bring me rye bread, too!
😃 then you and my mother are on the same page I guess.