A bedtime conversation with my daughter tonight.

Me: (telling my made-up story)…then all the jelly beans in the Jelly Bean City live happily ever after. The End. Okay, grandma will hug you to sleep tonight. Mommy needs to go finish up a project, or else the client will fire me.

Daughter: And then you will be starved?

Me: Oh yeah. And you will have to starve with me.

Daughter: No, I will be fine. Dad will still have a job.

Me: But daddy loves mommy very much. He will feed me before he feeds you.

Daughter: Hum. That’s how people do it in China. In here, the youngest get to eat first. From youngest to the oldest.

Me: …(speechless)

Instantly, this sculpture by Charles Ray popped up on my mind. I have seen it many years ago at MOMA. Didn’t think much about it then, totally get it now.