I realized something at dinner Wednesday night. Sitting at the table with my four children, spending an hour urging them eat their food, pleading and yelling for the green beans and other healthy food to disappear, I found that I was watching a metaphor in progress.
You see, my kids have been sick lately. All of them. For what seems like a very, very long time. So when I went to the grocery store this weekend I took special care to spend a little extra money to get healthy food that they would, theoretically, enjoy.
Everything in theory sounds great, doesn’t it?