Touche

We try to keep things in perspective, but there are times when we get sick and tired of mealtime BS and mayhem. We generally keep things civilized at the dinner table and rarely resort to ejecting diners ("executing" as the kids like to call it). But maybe because of spring break or my new job, things have gotten more unruly recently.

Last night, Lars spilled his bowl of soup after a bunch of clowning around at the table. This was particularly annoying on the heels of a few other buffoon-related spills on our spring break 09.

Pissed and frustrated, Jeff got up. As he was wiping the table and ranting, he asked "Lars! Do you know why you spilled your soup?" And Lars earnestly replied, "Because I am only three years old?"