Logical Thinking

Angie sat impatiently at the dinner table, awaiting her meal as I carved the ham. "Can I eat it now, Mommy?" she asked for the umpteenth time. "It's not ready yet, sweetie. You need to be a little bit patient. Not a lot patient," I added teasingly, "just a little bit patient.". She was quiet for a brief moment and then said, "I only have to be a little bit patient, Mommy, you know why? Because I'm little!" Can't argue with that!