Bryson and Kennady finished first and scurried off to pick up their rooms before nap and I asked Kev to hurry and finish, because well it was naptime and I'd promised them a scoop of ice cream.
Mom - "Better finish your lunch, Kev. Bryson and Kennady finished theirs already and it's time for nap."
Kev - *puppy dog eyes, thumb in mouth* "I can't."
Mom- "Yes you can, you can do all things thru Christ, he makes you strong, you only have 2 bites left, buddy."
Kev - "I caaaan't. Mom... [pause] Chot dods make me die."
Mom - *taking him seriously* "Hot dogs make you die? I see. Are you full then?"
Kev - *nods head, puppy dog eyes still turned on* "Chot dods make. Me. Die. Mom."
Mom - "Well, I guess you don't have room for ice cream?"
Kev - *more nodding* "Ice Keem make. Me. Safe."
HERE'S AN INTERVIEW W/KEV A FEW MINUTES AFTER OUR FIRST "DISCUSSION" ON HIM FINISHING HIS LUNCH:
Smart little man.