Last night I went in to tuck the boys in for a final goodnight, planning to surprise them with a little piece of pepperoni and cheese bread. While I was putting them on a plate, Brent came out to tell me their movie was over and saw the bread, which didn't exactly make it a surprise anymore.

They went upstairs for their last potty break of the day, and rushed back down to enjoy the snack. As they happily munched on the warm bread, I kidded Brent, "You know, I was TRYING to surprise you guys, and you came out and ruined it!"

He immediately retorted sarcastically, "Well, it didn't ruin the taste though, Mm-mmmm!"