The Irrefutable Logic of a Four-Year-Old

Subtitled: Who's Fixing A Snack On First.

Overhead this morning in the Love Well household:

"Mom, I want a snack
."

"OK, buddy, what do you want?"

"I want you to get it for me."

"Ohh-kay. But what do you want?"

"I want a snack. I want you to get it for me!"

"Buddy, I need to know what you want for a snack. I’d be happy to get it for you, but you have to tell me what you want to eat."

"I don’t want to tell you. I want you to know! And if you don't know, I'm not going to tell you!"

Wow. Good thing we grow out of that stage.