"This is disgusting! I hate vegetables! I want chicken soup!"
Since her mother doesn't acknowledge her tantrum, Sheila changes her tack.
She cries inconsolably on the plate, adding salty tears to it.
"You can cry all you want, Sheila, but you won't leave the table until you've finished eating. And then you have broccoli pie."
"I'm not going to eat anything green!"
The mother takes out a spray bottle and paints the soup and the pie purple.
"Ready! I hope you are satisfied now."