"I'm hungry, dad," Grace (4) said.
"You know what I'm hungry for?" I said, grabbing her and hugging her to the floor. "Some loves."
"You don't eat loves," she said smiling, "you give them away."
I stopped cold and said to her, "You know what? That is what you do with love. It's not for taking, but for giving."
"Can I have a snack?"