This One's for Poppa

At dinner tonight, doing the every-parent-gets-there-eventually negotiation over how many more bites the child needs to eat before dinner can be considered complete:

Mommy: That's one bite so far. You need to have two more bites.

Fiona: I need to have one more bite?

Mommy: No, you need to have two more bites.

Fiona: You said one more bite.

Mommy: I said you had one bite already. You need to have three total, so you need to have bites two and three.

Fiona: How about if I just have bite two?

Mommy: How about if you stop being a little lawyer.

Fiona: Don't say that!

Mommy: I can't call you a lawyer?

Fiona: No. Lawyer is not a nice thing to call somebody!

They learn so young nowadays.