It was our son Andy's fifth birthday, and my husband and I were getting ready to take him out for a movie. I told Andy to pack a snak for himself in my purse to have during the show. I assumed he'd put in a granola bar or cookie. Later in the theater, Andy leaned over to me and whispered, "Mom, may I have my ice-cream sandwich now?"

Lawana Blackwell
Reader's Digest
August 1990, pp. 164