(In which your Host demonstrates his inability to draw well.)
I doubt that I am the only Comrade who has children who sometimes refuse to eat food that they like. My oldest two sometimes sit in the Chow Hall (dining room) yapping over their breakfast while their favorite cereal turns to mush. Doubly so on Mondays.
And of course there’s the struggle to kickstart consciousness and get the juices flowing that precedes such Gross Displays of Energy, while parental units groggily gorge themselves on strong coffee. Monday! It’s only on Wednesday that we can face it sometimes.