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It's 10:00 am on a Sunday a.m.. I'm sitting by my laptop typing these words out. Next to me is a gorgeous peanut butter and jelly tortilla.
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"A peanut butter and jelly tortilla? That's gross,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!"
The jelly namely really peach preserves. Trappist Monk Jelly. Made at real Trappist priests in St. Joseph's Abbey in Spencer,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Massachusetts. Great matter.
The peanut butter is store brand chunky. A few preservatives and a little bit of sugar, but I stayed away from my preferred brand: Trader Joe's. Wanted to determine there was enough for the girls.
Put NONE of your energy into defending what you like and what you do.
That's when my 12 year old hiked into the kitchen. Right aboard cue she blurted out, "That's nauseating!"
"Huh?"
I smiled. "Sarah, you just acquired yourself five bucks."
I took out the ingredients. Lovingly scatter my peanut butter 1 1 side, preserves on the other side. Stopped to admire my handiwork ahead rolling the whole entity up.
"Of way you realize I'm putting you in the story as the human who made amusement of my breakfast."
"And you reminded me. I've got someone to write about. Five bucks.
(This is big news. She's snarfing around the house looking for paid jobs to do so she tin save up for the guitar she wants. She has to pay half.)
"Honey, I've been looking fhardly evermething to jot about. I just caught myself differentiating you why it's OKAY to have PB & J on a tortilla. I don't have to explain my choices to you or anyone else. I'm WAY elapse the need for permission.
Put ALL of your energy into completely enjoying what you're doing in the moment.
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"Excuse me?"
But I'm huge! I'm mighty! I stood up apt the jeer of Sarah, the Amazing Pre-Teen.
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Put SOME of your energy into studying what human you appreciate do. Copy what goes for you, ignore what doesn't.
Put SOME of your vigor into hearing to the thoughts and opinions of others you adore.
I actually started to rationalize with her. We're out of bread. Mom's coming home after and she'll make a food shopping flee. Besides a tortilla is really just a empty canvas for what you put on it.
That's right,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I said peanut butter and jelly tortilla. Not sandwich. Not muffin. Not bagel. Tortilla.
The tortilla is fair a plain old flour tortilla. Nothing special. My accepted traffic for peanut butter and jelly is 12 grain bread, which we are immediately out of. I was going to use the last bagel merely Jillian laid claim to it. I shouldn't have queried whether anyone another wanted it.
Could have gone with cereal. Could have even made some egg. But I felt like having namely PB & J combo this morning to go with my protein quake. So I said, "Let's go outrageous, Larry! Let's use those tortillas for something other than fake Mexican food!"
Another "You penetrate, Timmy" moment, as Dene calls them. Don't explain, don't complain. Eat however you like.
I caught myself mid-sentence. I was explaining my alternative of breakfast to a 12 year age. To anyone.
"I don't care, Dad. As long as I get the five bucks."
A lesser man would have folded beneath the pressure. Or got defensive and taken his daughter to the mat.