"I. Hate. Peas."
"Why? I can understand spinach, or tomatoes, but peas are completely unobjectionable. They're little, and mushy, and they don't taste like anything much. Most importantly, they're good for you."
"Uncle Cloud, I HATE peas."
"Skylar, you can't just hate something without a reason. Think about it, you might have changed your mind. Now here comes the-"
"I HATE THEM!"
The spoon went flying.
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"____?" Cloud was covered in green mush. There were even peas in his hair.
"What?" You tried to smother your laughter.
"That is THE LAST time I try to reason with a two-year-old."
