so I walk into the kitchen, and Maddie gets up from the table, sighing, and in an exasperated tone, she says, "Dad didn't put enough cocoa in it....."
I had just tasted it to make sure it wasn't too hot (he forgot to add milk) "Are you sure? It tastes alright to me...."
"Well," she says, "I just wanted to be happy..."
she's got me there.