When your younger cousins offer you food...DON'T take it.
Yesterday the van was full - Dad was driving, Grandma was in the passenger seat, Mom and I occupied the middle seats, and my sister and two cousins sat in the back. The kids in the back were age 8 and younger.
Dad: *talks to Grandma*
Grandma: *talks to Dad*
Gethsemane: *looks out window, trying to drown out the loud prattling of the relatives seated behind her*
Mom: *looks out window, possibly also trying to drown out the loud prattling of the relatives seated behind her*
*a small, grimy hand pops up from the back seats*
Young relative whom small, grimy hand belongs to: Nellie ((that's my mom)), do you want this?
*small, grimy hand opens up, revealing a piece of candy.
Mom: Thank you. *eats candy* Mmm, this is good! Where'd you get it?
Young relative whom small, grimy hand belongs to: The floor. XD
Dad: *talks to Grandma*
Grandma: *talks to Dad*
Gethsemane: *looks out window, trying to drown out the loud prattling of the relatives seated behind her*
Mom: *looks out window, possibly also trying to drown out the loud prattling of the relatives seated behind her*
*a small, grimy hand pops up from the back seats*
Young relative whom small, grimy hand belongs to: Nellie ((that's my mom)), do you want this?
*small, grimy hand opens up, revealing a piece of candy.
Mom: Thank you. *eats candy* Mmm, this is good! Where'd you get it?
Young relative whom small, grimy hand belongs to: The floor. XD