Published December 18, 2008 in the Commercial Appeal
The other night at bedtime, Jiro, my 4-year-old, looked at me with sad eyes and said, "But I didn't get any bethert." I smiled as I racked my brain, hoping to discern what he was telling me.
"Dessert?" I asked cautiously. (It's very frustrating to him when his own mother doesn't know what he's saying.) He nodded. I cheered in my head as I gently explained that two fruit snacks and a Popsicle counted as dessert...(Read more)
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