I was picking up my 3-year-old daughter from daycare one sunny afternoon.

On our way home, we passed by a small grocery store.

She tugged at my hand, her little eyes wide with excitement,

and said,“Daddy, do we need a loaf of bread? Let’s buy one.”

I smiled, touched by her thoughtfulness. How sweet,

I thought. She must really love bread and wants to help.

“Of course, sweetheart,” I replied. Continues…