"Hmmm," Biscuit said. "I think I'd like some beans, but I want them like we have them at day care ... with meat!"
"With meat?" I asked. "What kind of meat?"
"Sliced meat," Biscuit said.
"What kind of sliced meat?" I asked Biscuit.
"You know, Mom," he said. "It's sliced in circles."
"Are you talking about beanie-weenies?" I asked him.
"YES! Mom! That's it," he said. "Can you make me some of those?"
"I don't have any weenies," I told him.
"Why not?" he asked, like I should be able to just produce them out of thin air.
"I just don't have any," I said.
"What about ham?" Biscuit asked. "You could just put some ham in them."
"Are you a chef now?" I asked him. "We don't have any ham, either."
Biscuit sighed, like he could not be more outdone.
"I do have some baked beans that have been flavored with ham," I said.
"Okay," Biscuit said. "I guess that'll be okay."
I'm so glad I could accommodate his wishes.