Little Miss and I were baking in the kitchen the other day when she turned to me to have a little conversation with me. It took me awhile to follow where she was going, but my heart melted once I realized the way she was thinking.
As background, I’ve been doing a lot of baking lately for a variety of reasons – Irish soda bread for a meeting, brownies for a ladies night, banana bread just because, etc. Most of the time, the end results were meant for outside my family, so I didn’t generally attempt to make them dairy free.
Mommy, it isn’t fair if everything is always for me.
You’re right, Peanut. Everyone deserves a turn – yep, totally unsure about where she’s going with this.
I don’t get to always have everything. Sometimes it’s other people’s turns. She turned and fixed me with a very serious look.
Why yes, sometimes it’s your turn and sometimes it’s someone else’s. Now I’m preparing for an admission about something bad that happened in preschool.
It wouldn’t be right if we only ever made things for me. Some of the things we make we want other people to eat, and so it’s ok that we make lots of things that have dairy that I can’t eat. It isn’t always my turn to get what I want.
Oh! You’re right, it isn’t always your turn, but next time we make something, I promise I’m making it just for you!
What a little sweetie! Now if I could just get a few adults I know to have the same lightbulb moment.