Decisions, Decisions

This is the nightly dinner conversation with HerRoyalPickiness:

Me: What do you want for dinner PickyPatty?
PP: Cheese!
Me: You can't just eat cheese. What else do you want?
PP: Cheese!
Me: What do you want with your cheese? Noodles? Bread?
PP: No. No noodles. No bread.
Me: Then no cheese.
PP: WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
Me: Those are your choices if you want cheese for dinner.
PP: CCCCCHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEE!
Me: No.
PP: 'Roni cheese.
Me: What, honey? I can't hear you.
PP: 'Ro-o-o-o-o-o-o-ni ccccchhhheeeeeeeeeeeessssse. Waaaaaaahhhhh!
Me: *Bangs head against wall.* (I heard if you do that long enough you can actually burn calories.) Do you want macaroni and cheese?
PP: Yeah.
Me: *fixes mac 'n cheese* Here you go!
PP: Nnnnooooo!!!! No want 'roni cheese.
Me: *Bangs head against wall.* (I'll be a size 2 before you know it.) Too bad honey. This is what I fixed because you said you wanted it.
PP: Cccccccchhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssseeeeee!
Me: Yep. 'Roni and cheese. Just what you asked for.
PP: Nnnnnnnoooooooo! Waaaaaaahhhhh!
Me: It'll be on your table if you get hungry.

10 minutes later:
PP: *eating macaroni and cheese*
Me: What do you want with your mac 'n cheese? Applesauce? Peaches?...
PP: Cheese, please.
Me: *slowly backs out of the room*