Sam started crying tonight because I wouldn't let him have some uncooked corn that he spied on the counter right before I started boiling it.
Ali walked over and asked, "Why is Sammy crying?"
"Oh," I told her, "he wanted to eat some of this corn, but he doesn't realize it's not cooked yet."
She pondered that for a moment while Sam continued to wail about the injustice of it all.
Then she put her hands on her hips and said, "Oh, Sammy. Now you're just making noise."