Mmm! Milk Bones!

Mabel's favourite treat.

When our grandson Jackson was two, he threw a doozie of a temper tantrum one day, and no amount of cajoling could snap him out of it.  I was holding him on my hip as he screamed and cried and kicked me.  In desperation, I reached into the dogs' treat tin, and handed him a Milk Bone saying "here, this is for you!"  He immediately stopped crying and solemnly ate the "treat".  To this day, he still enjoys eating the odd one when he comes to visit!