Love Is Fluid
(My three-year-old daughter comes running up to me.)
Daughter: “Mommy, I want something to drink.”
(I grab her and hug her.)
Me: “Do you love me?”
Daughter: “Yes.”
Me: “Really?”
Daughter: “Yes!”
Me: “You really love me?”
Daughter: “No. I want something to drink.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
