Logic...
I'm sure my four year old, Ariana is rather confused tonight. Why, you ask? Here's the conversation.
Me: girls, you need to finish you dinner.
Alana: I'm full. I just can't eat any more.
Me: well, if you can't finish you dinner you'll have to eat some candy to bring up your blood sugars.
Ariana: I want some candy too.
Me: not till you finish you dinner.
Ariana: but Alana didn't fishish and she gets candy?!? No fare!!
Ariana has such a hard time understanding what's going on with Alana. She, at times, feels left out.
I'd hate to be the little sister of a diabetic too.
Me: girls, you need to finish you dinner.
Alana: I'm full. I just can't eat any more.
Me: well, if you can't finish you dinner you'll have to eat some candy to bring up your blood sugars.
Ariana: I want some candy too.
Me: not till you finish you dinner.
Ariana: but Alana didn't fishish and she gets candy?!? No fare!!
Ariana has such a hard time understanding what's going on with Alana. She, at times, feels left out.
I'd hate to be the little sister of a diabetic too.

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