Tonight while serving dinner I told Holly she still needed a bit of steak on her platter. While discussing it this is the conversation that occurred:
Holly: "I don't like steak anymore"
Me: "What do you mean? You used to love steak."
Holly: "No Mom, I don't like all that juice stuff that is on it."
Me: "When did that happen?"
Holly: "Mom, when I was a little kid I liked steak. You told me that when I get older my tastes change. Now I don't like steak."
Me: "Huh..." <---trying not to laugh
Holly: "Sorry Mom, that is just how life is."
The wisdom of a four year old!