Deep thoughts

Charley threw a tantrum because he and his friend wanted the orange cup. Why I don't use the same color cup everytime... I don't know. Once they had settled down and both had blue cups I heard myself walking away saying...

"It is not the color of the cup it's what's on the inside that counts. "

Is that not a deep statement or what? If only they could take it in and reflect and realize how smart I am. Ha! Ha! Ha!