Sep
9
2015
An Insatiable Desire
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He just had to have it.
I heard him lay out his argument in the next checkout line.
He wanted some sort of candy that was shrewdly placed right at eye level.
Some sort of something that was a “must have” in his mind.
Flashy, colorful, well-advertised, and well-placed, it just couldn’t be missed.
Put all the conditions together and it becomes a battle of the wills.
A tired, embarrassed mom who at this point just wants to end the discussion.
A young child who seems to intuitively know that protesting loud enough will give him his way.