My kids are incredible. With the exception of certain holidays, we do try to eat fairly healthy. There is (nearly) no basis for Elizabeth to think she'd get a favorable answer for the following question:
"Mom, can I have marshmallows for lunch?"
And yet she asked, with her sweetest Elizabeth smile.
It made me think, how often do I prejudge a situation? Where do you draw the line between logic and hope? Maybe life would be a little better if we all were a little more optimistic, and didn't just assume.
"There is hope smiling brightly before us...."