“When we give cheerfully and accept gratefully, everyone is blessed.”
- Maya Angelou
I grew up in the Midwest in a tiny town on the North Shore with 5000 people. We played a lot of tennis. Ate a lot of red meat and dairy. And of course, drank Coca-Cola daily.
I kicked my "Coke habit" when I went to Brown. I knew that those unlimited soda fountains where a bad idea 'cuz Supermom don't do anything in a small way, so I just dropped it like a hot potato. Never drank it again. Didn't miss it!
We are all about everything in moderation at the white castle. I don't buy soda or "pop" as we called it in Lake Bluff, Illinois, because it just ain't on my radar.
As such, when my eight-year-old Jedi master son Phoenix had his birthday last month, he squealed with delight when I replied, "Sure!" to his request, "Mommy, may I have Sprite on my birthday?"
Dude, that's all he wanted.
Fast-forward a month later. Philippe was at Wegmans – we love Wegmans! – And they had W–up for $.69 for a gigantic bottle. We love a bargain so Philippe bought it. The kids were thrilled.
Last night, Philippe scooted to Wegmans for a few things and Phoenix, eight year old Jedi master, inquired, "Papa, can you get more W-up?" I said nothing.
This morning it's in the fridge and the Jedi master now just kind of assumes that that's what we have.
Ahhhhhh, again Phoenix is one of my biggest teachers.
The ego is quite powerful and loves to step in and assume and expect. And that is where Gratitude is extinguished.
We won't be buying any more W–up for a while. Till Madison’s birthday, which is September 6th.
Have the best day ever!
Taylor plus 5