Psychological Egoism

Lucy worked to get my attention in the chaos of getting ready for bed last night.

“Daddy, in case you need Kleenex, I am putting a box of them here on your end table.”

“Well thank you so much for taking care of my Lucy!”

Lucy looks confused, then straightens up: “No, daddy, I don’t want you to wake us up when you are looking for them in the middle of the night.”  She wanders off toward bed.

It’s great to be loved.

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