Today at the grocery store, I witnessed an almost surreal experience: A little three-year-old girl was walking a few feet in front of her mom, who was pushing a cart full of food. (The mom was pushing the cart, not the three year old.) As the pair were heading toward the checkout, the mom suddenly called out to little girl, “Molly, wait!” The little girl turned around, and saw her mom standing at the edge of the candy aisle of the store. The mom pulled a pack of chocolate bars off the display, looked at the little girl, and said, “We should get these for dessert tonight.” The little girl looked at the chocolates, then looked at her mom, and then said, “Mommy, we don’t need those – we have some of those at home. You should put them back.” The mom looked at the candy, then looked at the little girl (who was looking a bit sternly at the mom), and then looked back at the candy. The little girl turned around and continued walking toward the checkout – and the mom sneakily slipped the candy into the shopping cart, and resumed following her daughter.
I kind of couldn’t believe what I saw; and yet, that is truly how the scene occurred. It was wild. Kooky. Definitely different. I began to reflect on how age is just a number, and how maturity is independent of the quantity of chronological days one has spent on this earth in this lifetime, and how wisdom is an internal knowing independent of intelligence or data/fact accumulation… and ultimately, how super-cool that little girl is.