“What did you have for breakfast this morning?  Did you have a bunch of syrup?!!”

“What time did you get up?  Were you two up talking all night?!!”

I was on the warpath this morning, trying to figure out why the kids were behaving so badly.  Was it sugar?  Lack of sleep?

Oh wait.  I went to bed late after having a big piece of ice cream cake.  It’s starting to make sense.