The little girl says she doesn’t like almond milk.
Mom removes two cartons from the shelf and places them in the shopping cart.
“If you don’t drink it, you’ll grow up to be ugly,” mom warns.
“No, that’s stupid,” the little girl insists.
They argue. To be ugly is the worst sin of all, she tells her daughter. So mom sticks to her almond milk prevents ugliness position. But each time, daughter shoots that argument down with the same line of attack: stupid.
There is no resolution, at least none that I witness. But I hope the little girl stays stubborn; she is beautiful in a way her mom cannot fathom.