Kids Are Brutally Honest

In the kitchen during the early morning rush, my 2 year old reached his little arms up high and said, “Mama, up?”
As I picked him up and hugged him tight I said to him, “I love you so much, Baby.”
I then said, “Who do you love?”
And without missing a beat he said very plainly, “Apple juice!”
I laughed as I begged for a kiss and received a quick peck as he squirmed down.
I couldn’t resist his sweet face as he was asking for a juice box.
His brutal honesty still made me smile almost as big as his smile was while sipping his apple juice.