Conflicted

On our way home tonight from a wonderful day at the local county fair, the children were sharing the most delicious bag of kettle corn ever. Well, the ones who were still awake, that is.

Child B speaks up from the back of the van, "Mom, I have a problem. I have a conflict I've never had before. My tummy is full, but my mouth really likes to eat this!"

I love her honesty (when she's honest!) I also love that she realizes this conflict. And that she knows the word "conflict" at age 6!