Mom, can I have a treat?
Go pick one out and you have it after lunch.
Later that day…
Mom, can I have my treat now?
Finish you lunch first.
Yes honey, go get it.
You won’t let me have them. It says you have to be 8 to eat them, and I’m only three.
(Box of cupcakes says “Contains 8”. The boy wouldn’t eat the cupcakes.)
**I overheard this story on the plane this morning.
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