Children Have Very Simple Needs

This morning’s pace was hurried, as usual. I was going between breakfast, laundry, dishes, nursing the baby, changing diapers, and everything in between. Peanut kept pleading with me, “Mommy, come sit wif me.” I hurried through whatever I was doing and went to sit down next to him at the table.

“Now, what do my little people need?” I asked him expecting him to tell me of his need for more orange juice.

He matter of factly informed me, “We need to go outside, and you need to gib us ice tream.”

Outside playtime and ice-cream. Apparently the corner stones of a well rounded childhood. How can I refuse?