This morning, Rissa experiences our friend Leslie's homemade jam for the first time. She has two pieces of toast - each sporting Leslie's gourmet jam. Strawberry balsamic on one, peach bourbon vanilla bean on the other.
She sits for a moment in front of her plate of toast. "I am about to have a jam moment Mummy."
"Excellent. You won't be disappointed."
She takes a bite, and then another, and another...
"This... this..." Rissa's eyes are wide with pleasure. "I have never experienced anything like this in my life. This is the best jam ever. This jam gave me an epiphany - you know what it was? To eat more jam. It was a jampiphany!! You know when the end of the world will be? When we run out of these jams. I am now a jam connoisseur! Eating these jams has opened a whole new world of opportunities! Jamportunities!!! What am I going to do when the jam runs out?!?"
She hyperventilates for a moment.
"What if you make the jam Rissa?"
"...Maybe... But I think maybe I would prefer to receive the jam, rather than make it myself."
"What if you became one of those judges at the county fair and only judged the jam?"
She gasps with excitement. "That would be THE BEST JOB EVER!!"
It's the little things.