While enjoying some fine Grasshopper Fudge custard at Copps, we were entrertained with some alternative parenting. A father with two young daughters were discussing which flavour of custard they should enjoy. It seemed that the girls had to share a scoop, but had trouble deciding on the flavour. The younger (about 5) wanted chocolate, while the older (about 7) wanted vanilla. It proceeded as your typical back-and-forth argument, "I want vanilla!...I want chocolate!...Vanilla!...Chocolate!" with the stomping, whining and arms folder tightly across the chest. And typical of kids, one (the elder) ended in a lump on the ground in tears. But, untypically, the father turned to the younger daughter and asked, "Now what are you going to do about this?"