Do I look like a short order cook?

For some reason, my family seems to think that I exist to be their maid, laundress, and short order cook. Ben and Savannah are always requesting certain things...even after I have made something else. For example, Savannah took one look at the scrambled eggs and toast with strawberry jam that I made her for breakfast and said, "No mommy, I want banana bread." Obviously, I didn't give in to her request.... Ben wanted bacon and grits. If I am going to be a short order cook, I am putting out the tip jar!