Oh, Tyler.....

Tyler's a really picky eater.  He likes his pasta plain and likes only a handful of dishes.  In hopes of setting a good example every opportunity I get I would say, "Sure, I'll try that.  I'm not picky."  So that's the background. 

We went out for breakfast one morning and Tyler couldn't decide between plain and blueberry pancakes.  Here's what he said:

Tyler:  Mommy, I'll get the plain pancakes and you get the blueberry pancakes and we can share.  OK? 

Me:  Well, sorry, Tyler.  I'm not in the mood for blueberry pancakes.

Tyler:  Yes, mommy, you order blueberry pancakes.  Remember you're not a picky eater?