Please Sir, May I Have Some More?
“Daddy, I’m starving,” my 7-yo lamented, being, to use his own word, “marshmallow-dramatic.”
“What’d you eat for lunch?” I asked, admiring his bright eyes in the rearview, as we drove from school last week.
“Lunch was terrible today. I didn’t eat it.” Aha! There’s the rub. My little prince often opts out of the healthy and abundant meals put before him, yet another irrefutable proof of our privileged lives. And something my wife and I are dead-set on clarifying for our chil