Quickies, You Know You Love Them

In the drive thru of Starbucks I decided to buy my girls a chocolate milk, thinking (stupidly apparently) that they would be happy and appreciative. Yeah, well Starbucks didn't put any whip cream on their drinks so my daughter starts to complain. Um what the ____?! All of a sudden words from the past begin to ram themselves into my brain, example to follow: 1. Thoughts of, "There are children In AFRICA...." 2. "Not everyone is as fortunate...." 3. Last but certainly not least thoughts of walking up hills both ways reverberate through my brain. Um, first off my child is apparntly thankless and doesn't know what appreciation means, quite literally, she's only 4. I'm pretty sure as well that African children prefer food and clean drinking water to my childs Starbucks chocolate milk, and if I did fly all the way over their, some little 4 yr. old would ask me where the whp cream is, and may shout that just because he's poor doesn't mean he can't appreciate whip cream! However I wold just like to end this by saying that I DID walk up a hill just to get to school, and damit that should count for something. Maybe I should make my daughter walk up a hill, maybe then she would thank me for her chocolate milk and the dollar that it cost me. ~sigh~ p.s. The title post has nothing to do with anything, except I love quickies and I know you love them too!