Elizabeth (at the dinner table being forced to eat her broccoli): Ugh, can I throw up?
Her mom: Um, no.
Me: [trying not to laugh out loud]
Mom: You're not helping!
Elizabeth (at the dinner table being forced to eat her broccoli): Ugh, can I throw up?
Her mom: Um, no.
Me: [trying not to laugh out loud]
Mom: You're not helping!
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i'm not crazy about broccoli, but I eat it because it's supposed to be good for you.
I actually like it. But I distinctly remember convincing myself to like it because it's good for you.