A moment of clarity

I had an epiphany of sorts last Monday. I was in the kitchen when I realized something: I was the only mother in the universe who had just said, "No, you can't have a tomato; have a cookie instead."

I'm not sure if Molly was aware that she was likely the only child around for galaxies who was upset that she couldn't have a tomato (which was an ingredient for supper that evening). My impression is that this kind of insight only comes with age.