I was at the movies with my grandson. It was one of those upscale theaters with reclining seats and food brought to you.
And a bowl of popcorn appeared and was placed on the little table in front of me.
As I reached for the popcorn, the voice resonated in my ear: “I bet you can’t eat just one!”
A challenge of self control. And I lost.
Thinking about it, there are so many things that “you can’t have just one.”