Caroline had decided that she didn't like the little spots where the stems were once attached to her grape tomatoes. She brought her plate to the kitchen and declared it a problem.
I tried in vain to remind her that just the other day, she smuggled out about 2 dozen of the things and had no problem with the stem spot.
We gave up and Chuck cut off the tippy top of the tiny tomatoes and handed the plate back to her.
"Thanks, Dad. You're a real pal."