I know I was amazed and thrilled when my Aunt Susan introduced our family to the wonderful world beyond Hot Chocolate...a world of flavored milk. It sounds silly...but isn't that childhood? Reveling in the simple pleasures, enjoying so enthusiastically the joy of a special treat.
But, as a child, once you are introduced to said foamy goodness, it is just a hop, skip and a jump until you have made the leap to expectation and entitlement. If it is good sometimes...wouldn't it be go good to have all the time? Of course...more is better!
Since we live about 25 minutes away from the nearest espresso stand in our tiny town...going into town where they exist is an event in itself. Add to the fact that we only have one car, so we are not venturing out into the little town...let alone...into the big town where they have Starbucks (the place where they actually pay enough attention to your order to write it on your cup...you take this for granted people!! You wouldn't if you lived out where you get drinks you didn't order and then are made to feel like you ordered it wrong...I digress) And since my espresso maker has long since died...we all want to get a special drink when we can.
Despite the diaper changing justification...the issue of when and how often they get a special steamer was still there. As was the ever looming issue of entitlement.
This has been a great hit! Not only have they been staying in bed, but they know that when they earn their steamer...they will get their steamer.
So far, so good!!
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