Logic With Conor

Conor sat at the dinner table in a huff. I wanted him to finish eating; he wanted to finish watching the Christmas movie playing in the family room. We'd been having ongoing conversations that went something like this: (we do this at most meals.)

"Conor, just eat."

"I am eating."

"No, you're not. There's nothing in your mouth. Please just eat."

Then Adam walked into the room. Conor said, "Dad, Mom won't let me watch Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer and I am embarrassed to eat my beans."

"Doo-doo, just do what she says. Eat your beans."

And I interjected, "Conor, you don't even know what 'embarrassed' means."

"Well, what does it mean?"

"It means when you feel bad in front of people."

To which he replied, "Well, I don't feel good in front of people right now!"