instant gratification

i've experienced lately how early a little human wishes for instant gratification.
visiting santa clause in the mall. after waiting in line with all the other little ones in there red plaid dresses and sweater vests it was reese and gage's turn to sit on santa's lap. reese could hardly wait to tell him what she NEEDED for Christmas. reese coy and bashful, as we all know she is not, sat on sants's lap head bowed down and little eyes looking up at him. he was a good santa, a jolly old elf, might have been the man himself. he asked if she had been a good big sister this year. yes, she said. then proceeded to say i'd like a pink scooter and a white refrigerator.
snap a $17 picture. give the kid a coloring book. then on with the next kiddo.
gage slept thru it all. woke up in time to have his picture take with eyes open and quickly went right back to sleep once back in the stroller.
so while waiting with reese and gage while casey was paying and getting the picture reese says to me...where's my frigerator mama? i knelt down to hear here better in the bustle of the Christmas shoppers in the loud mall. your what? my frigerator? where is it?
she had the most honest, sincere face asking me this.
oh, goodness. i had to laugh. oh, no honey. i said. you don't get the refrigerator now. you have to wait until Christmas. oh, she said.
there you have it. talked to the bearded man, told him what i wanted, now where is it?
then another instance last night in our living room.
gage has been drooling quit a bit lately and fussier than usual so we wondered if he could possibly be teething. of course we googled it and yes, babies as early as four months can get teeth. not that we really know or think he is teething, we found the teething rings, sterilized and chilled them to see if we could relived his discomfort. none of which helped, but the story i'm trying to tell is about reese.
while gage is fussing and all the finding the teething rings and googling is going on observant reese asks me what's wrong with gage. i told her that he might be getting his teeth like she has. i can see her brain wheels turning as she touches her teeth with he fingers. teeth? she said. yes, see he doesn't have any yet like you do. oh, she said. the evening goes on. gage finally goes to sleep. we have dinner, play and read a book then gage wakes up. as i am saying hi to gage and getting him out of the bouncy seat reese asks me across the room, does he have teeth now mama? i smile. no, not yet.
last one, but a good one and short. similar to the teeth story. when gage first came home and we were teaching her to be gentle etc. that gage was little we told her that when he was older they could play and have so much fun together. he took a nap and when he awoke reese wanted to know if he was older now so they could play.
it starts innocently and instantly at an early age...