So I went over and just as she was handing him another marshmallow, that he was trying to slap away, I said "He doesn't want another marshmallow, they're just going to make him fat, what he wants is for his parents to love him as much as they love their phones. If there was a parents hall of shame, I'd you'd surely be in it. Then I left. They did put their phones away but based on the extreme fatness of the girl, these are deeply embedded habbits....