My 7-year-old daughter asked me the other day what I would change about the world. I gave some not-very-creative stock good-parent answers: world hunger, war, more hugs.
No, no, no. I meant what would you change about the world like when you open the door and look outside?
Ah, the physical world.
Before I could answer...
I know what I would change. I would have all the grass and trees be made of Nutella. So, I could just go outside and take a huge bite. I wouldn't have to spread it on bread or dip anything into it. Just bite right into it.
This is why I am grateful everyday for those loud, crazy little people in our house. I'm not stopping to smell some nice, sweet roses.
I'm take a huge bite out of a Nutella tree.