On Monday, my mom and my wife were feeding my 23-month-old twins lunch. My daughter had fallen asleep in her seat and was already down for her nap.

My son was eating his PB&J sandwich piecemeal. Having taken it apart and eaten the PB side first, he was taking his own sweet time with the J side, really just playing with it.

When Mom and Lee tried to take the Jelly-covered slice of bread away, Gil would fuss until it was returned. Rinse, repeat several times.

This guy walks into a bar. *bonk*