A special treat

I sometimes bribe (I mean reward, definetely reward) the girls when I leave for work. Ellie, especially, has a difficult time with me leaving. She cries and begs me to stay. I sometimes promise her a special treat. She knows I have vending machines at my work.

Yesterday, she promised me a special treat. I think it was supposed to be M&Ms. However, when I came home from work, she was empty handed. I guess that's what happens when you are three and can't drive to the store to get said special treat.