Little Yom made some ridiculously sweet lemonade. He climbed up on the counter and got more sugar down while I was tending to other household business.
Then he coaxed me into sampling it, “Mama, it tastes like mango! You have to try it!”.
After I drank it down and complimented it, he demanded $2.00 payment for his product that I just consumed.
[You drink it, you buy it!]