Sharing with your child

After a trip to the store this weekend my wife and I were splitting a bag of peanut butter filled pretzels in the car on the way home. This is one of our favorite guilty pleasures and I highly recommend them. We always share a few with the girls and this day was no different. It was the middle of the afternoon and in most occasions if we are out and about at this time of day on the weekend we have been known to make a stop at our local Starbucks for a little pick-me-up. And again, this day was no different. My wife will run to order up our two iced coffee drinks while I wait in the car with the girls listening to Kids Place Live on Sirius Satellite Radio. While waiting my girls asked if they could have more of the pretzels, and seeing there were only two left I suggested we offer them to their mom first and if she did not want them then they could each have one. My wife returned to the car and not a second later my girls, in their most polite and caring way, asked if she wanted the last two pretzels. My wife, with a whimsical look on her face, turned and said "why yes, I would. Thank you very much for asking." At this answer my oldest converted her smile into one of the biggest frowns the human face can make and my youngest went into her whining fetal position and cried out "but I wanted the last one mommy!" No matter how good kids have it their idea of sharing is far different than the rest of the world, at least when it comes to peanut butter filled pretzels.

PEACE OUT DADS!!!