The Martyr and The Glut

Today I decided to make some brownies. As I was mixing them, I was telling myself that they were for my children, but really, they're for me. My thoughts of said delicious brownies were interrupted by my son. "Mom, what are you doing?" He said. "I'm making brownies" I replied. "Ohhhh Mooooommmm! You are so niiice! But Mom! You reaaaaaly don't haaave to make us brownies! I know that it's sooooo hard and I reaaaaly don't want you to feel like you haaaave to make us yummy brownies!" Right then, my 2 year old daughter piped up with: "Me want to eat yummy brownies! And me going to eat them aaaaallllll by myself!"