Why Don’t You Let Me Have Dessert?
A sister shared her younger brother’s Mother’s Day card where he plays good cop and bad cop at the same time. “Thank you for doing everything for me”–sweet gratitude, followed by a demand–“But why don’t you let me have dessert?” This is interrogation 101 happening through this boy’s advanced psychological understanding.
He follows it up with another compliment as well. The ending writes, “I like y because you care for me.” It’s cute, but also genius composition. Freud, step aside. A new psychologist is rising to glory.