After stating multiple times at lunch that G had to eat her soup before she could get bread, E upped the ante and told her that she needed to eat her soup before he ate all the bread. A couple of bites later she brought her bowl around the table to me, which is customary for getting help with her last bites of food. Seeing a half full bowl of soup I told G that she wasn't download to her last bites yet. In all seriousness she told me "I need help to eat faster" and the fear that Daddy was going to eat all the bread was evident in her worried little face. Once we quit laughing, I assured her that there would be plenty if bread for her too!