“Eat your ice cream, Bart,” said Mom.

“But I want more broc’li!”

“You are what you eat,” Mom reminded him, “and all these vegetables are making you grow up far too fast. I want my little sweetie back!”

Bart grimaced grumpily.

“I’ll put carrot shavings on it,” Mom offered.

“Fine.”

This story was based on a title suggested by my sister Catherine.