Ramona Quimby Would Be Proud

During a little family get-together, my nephew (three years old) decided that since the first bite of a cookie was the tastiest, he should naturally take the first bite of EVERY cookie. His cruel father quickly told him that it was inappropriate for him to do so and stopped his son.

My nephew voiced his dissatisfaction in the most calm and reasonable manner yet known to man: he lay on the floor and yelled at the top of his lungs like an adorable little falsetto foghorn.

After a few minutes, my foolish brother hugged his son and said:

Brother: “There, there. It’s time to calm down now.”

Nephew: “No! NO! I will ANGRY UP NOW!”

And he kept his promise. It felt like the sound would make my windows shatter, and my house was in the next town over. My ears will never be the same.