Egg rolls, cheese, grapes, and milk.

Hyrum (as he is laying in my bed): "Get me some grapes."

Dad: "Okay, but you are going to eat them in the kitchen. We need to get out of the habit of eating in our rooms."

Hyrum: "But grapes don't have any crumbs!"

Dad: "I know, but we need to stop eating anything in our rooms."

Hyrum: "I'll eat them in my room."

Dad: "No, if you want grapes you'll need to eat them in the kitchen."

Hyrum: "You aren't the boss of my room."

Dad: "I know, but I am the boss of the food."

Hyrum (matter-of-factly): "Fine. But if I am going to eat them in the kitchen, then I'm going to have some milk and cheese, too. And an egg roll."

So, we went into the kitchen, where he had milk, cheese, grapes, and an egg roll.