I'm gonna have my way or die trying!

Tonight at supper, we had grilled chicken breasts, salad and baked potatoes. Moma immediately began trying to give away half her food. She tore off the top of the chicken, and tried to get me and Kerry to take it. I said, "Leave it on your plate and if you don't eat it, I'll wrap it up for later". Then she offered me her roll (I took it from her to shut her up). She asked again about the chicken breast. And kept saying, "I hate to just waste it". Again, I said, "Leave it!" As soon as I turned my head, she snatched it up and plopped it down on the butter lid, and shoved it across the table at me. IT'S HER WAY OR NO WAY, so just get used to it. Aughhhhh!!!!!!