Jamie was stubborn. He was probably the most stubborn boy in the world. The only person more stubborn was his mother. When she said something, she meant it and nothing changed her mind. Especially when she said, "Eat your dinner!" You ate it, or you didn't move.
     Every Wednesday night his mom made meatloaf for dinner and coconuts for dessert. Jamie hated bumpy, lumpy meatloaf. He hated hairy coconuts even more.
     So when Jamie's mom brought him meatloaf one more time for dinner, he went ballistic!
     "Yuck!" he growled. "I'm not going to eat this! You can take away my toys, you can even take away my TV, I don't care, I'm not going to eat this!"
     Jamie's mom looked him straight in the eye and snapped, "You sit there till you eat your dinner! I don't care if you're there one hundred years! You're not moving till you eat your dinner!"