There are some fuzzy pictures here. As always, there was a lot of commotion and also a bit of staging, since Samson eats outside and Faith eats in the kitchen.
Samson: I don't think so, she'll give in sooner or later. Probably sooner.
Me: OK, I don't have time to stand here all day, so enjoy your food, you stubborn old dog.
Samson: I'll do what you want me to when it makes sense, you know that mommy.
Me: I just ask you to sit so you can take a moment and calm down before you eat. I don't like you to inhale your food. It's much better for you to slow down and not eat too fast.
Faith: Lots of luck with that, mommy. See, look at me! Look at me! I ate slowly and chewed my food good.
Samson: Did not!
Faith: Did so!
Me: Both of you, go outside now that you're finished.
Faith: OK, mommy.
Samson: I think I'll go and lie down inside, on my slate floor.