At Starbucks the other day, Jessie went to order my refill of iced tea for me (she’s miss independent) and after giving them my cup she came racing back with big, huge eyes and asked, “Can I have a brownie? Miss Kari (the barista) offered me a brownie.”
“Wow! What a treat! Yes, Jessie, you can have a brownie.”
Jessie raced back to the counter and was gone a few moments. When I looked back over my shoulder to see what she was doing, I saw her strolling back to me double-fisted – she had a brownie in each hand.
“Two, Jessie? How did you get two?!”
Jessie coyly replied, “Well, Miss Kari told me to grab one for you. I didn’t tell her that you’re avoiding sugar so that I could have TWO!”
I grinned at the wiles of my little lady with a sweet-tooth.