Kenzie had a snack bar today. Mason wanted some so I told her give him half. She had already eaten part of it. She cut the remainder in two and offered him the smaller one (about 1/4 of the original). He protested, saying he didn't want the little one. She tried to get him to take it, but he dug his heels in. Finally she said, "ok, Mase, you want them both to be equal?" Then she bit the big one down to the size of the smaller one and said, "see, they're both the same, which one do you want?" He picked one and walked away happy. I grit my teeth and looked the other way. One day...