Because of Alice’s issues Mom has been feeding her fiber gummies and now Charles has started taking them as well, leading to yet another dinner conversation —
Charles: Can I have a fiber gummie?
Mom: Sure.
Charles: Waaaa! I still have to eat corn!
Mom: Yes.
Charles: But the fiber gummie is equal to one cup of corn! [holds up fiber gummie bottle, pointing out the relevant passage]
Mom: Eat your corn anyway.
Dad: Yeah, you’ll have enough fiber that you’ll poop so hard you’ll launch right off the toilet.
Mom: Thanks for the image.
The kids thought this was so funny that Charles and Alice literally fell out of their chairs1. They got me laughing too, even though it was painful due to my chook rescue injuries. Mom had no apparent sympathy, cruel taskmaster that she is.
1 Admittedly not a high bar for dinner time when they’re looking for any excuse to get out of their chairs.