This afternoon all four of my children were whining uncontrollably and begged for a snack. Must have been something in the air, because it was completely out of character and VERY annoying.
I offered them snack crackers and the boys made such a mess. Not just a few crumbs, I'm talking ... a table entirely covered by cracker remnants. Surveying the evidence, I don't even know how any of the crackers even ended up in their mouths. It looks as though they had just been smashed and left on the table.
I ask, "Why would Molly, who is only 1, be able to manage making less of a mess than you two boys?"
Jake looks at me, biting into the last of his cracker as crumbs fall to the table, "Because we're boys. Actually, no we're not! We're MEN, that must be why we make such a mess!"
Amen.
