When Your Stomach's Empty and Your Mind is Full

Yesterday, Una's preschool class was playing in the yard when I came to pick her up.

"Run, run, to your mom," Ellen, one of Una's preschool teachers, urged Una when I came into view.

Una stumbled toward me on the grass. Her eyes were red and puffy.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I didn't have my snack," She wept.

Ellen said, "I told her she couldn't have her snac…