Gotta tell you this one: This evening DH and I were dining at our favorite Mexican restaurant. This large party of ten came out to the patio and all sat down. The twin boys (maybe 3) sat together on the end near our table. They each ordered a quesadilla. When their food arrived, the twin wearing the glasses, sat back in his chair and folded his arms in front of him completely unhappy with his dinner. His mom said "What's the matter?" to which he replied "They forgot to put the yellow in my cheese again!" She says well you ordered a quesadilla and that's how they make them here. With that, he simply pulled the queso dip over in front of his plate and said "well, they put plenty of yellow in here - I'll just do it myself." He was perfectly content dipping his quesadilla in that yellow cheese dip, but he did lean over to his brother and say "How can you eat that when it's all wrong?" His brother was perfectly content. Kids are too funny...