Being born slow and low to the ground is no guarantee of patience.
The only way you get that is to work for it.
Even worse, patience can be oh-so stealthy and elusive when it wants to be.
Which can be really annoying until you remember your secret weapon.
“Cuteness.”
Even patience can’t resist a heaping helping of that!
So let’s say you wake up one morning and your adorable tortoise tummy starts grumbling.
You could eat. Like, now. Like, a lot.
Your choice is to eat now – at your casa – where the only thing on the menu is what your (truly talentless) large shell-less waitress might whip up.
Or you could wait. You could go on a journey first.
The ride there won’t be very roomy, comfy or restful (especially with your small high-strung feathery brother shrieking in your ear the whole way).
But at the end of the long and arduous trip, you will be at Grandma and Grandpa’s house – and more importantly, in Grandma’s kitchen.
And your grandparents are suckers for “cuteness.”
Here, patience is much more than a virtue. It is a tummy-filler worth waiting for!
Pearl, Malti, Bruce & their mama
