My 9 1/2 year old son just asked me what I was making for dinner. When I told him Bacon Cheeseburger Roll-up, he responded, "You know I hate that," as if every dinner I make must meet his specific taste standards. I reminded him that it was his little sister's favorite meal. To which he said, "It tastes like crap."
Aaah, parenting. It is such a joy!