Cutie has been faithfully taking her medication for her ear infection. She doesn't like the taste it, so to encourage her I give her a chocolate-covered pretzel when she's finished. Of course if Cutie gets a chocolate-covered pretzel, then Sweetie has to have one too. It's only fair, even if she hasn't just choked down artifically-grape-flavored, overly-sweetened medication.
Sweetie: Can I have two pretzels?
Me: No, just one pretzel right now.
Sweetie: But I have two hands.
You have to admit, she makes a good point!