Waiting for the bus yesterday, Pete sprung this on me:
P: I just realized you being a vegetarian means you can't eat Bob Evans chili any more.
MN: Nope. You're right.
P: But you love Bob Evans chili. You're going to miss it.
MN: Probably so.
P: Wouldn't it just be easier if you started eating what everyone else eats again?
She's trying to talk me out of being vegetarian! I'm pretty sure that this past weekend she almost said, "Remember before [you became a vegetarian] when it was more fun ?" but stopped herself and rephrased before she actually said that.
Sorry, kiddo. I think it's too late...