Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack? Mom, can I have snack?
Sound familiar? For most of us, those six words are an ever-constant refrain playing in the tragicomedy that is our lives. It doesn't matter if we just ate dinner 13 minutes ago. It doesn't matter if we are on our way to a pizza party. It doesn't matter if we are just putting the goldfish back in the cupboard after filling a plastic bowl and handing it over. Our children will ask. And it will serve us better to just do it. Otherwise, they will help themselves: