We just ate dinner. Yesterday I made brownies for dessert, but by today they're all gone. So as we're eating, Isaac says, "Mom, where are the brownies." I respond, "They're gone, we ate them all yesterday." Then he looked at his plate and said, "Oh, that's pretty boring." Lincoln chimed in, "That's pretty frustrating." Boring chicken with frustrating apples. That's what we ate for dinner.