Apparently, leftovers suck

So yesterday was a Mommy and The Boy kinda day (Daddy was working), and we sat down together to have a late lunch. James took one look at his plate, and said, "another 'gain"? (another again). I said, "what's that, James? What's again?", he replied, "chicken pot pie, Mommy... again?". I guess he's too good for leftovers.