I just picked up my niece and nephews up from preschool and elementary school. These kids are soooo quiet. On the way home, there was no fighting, no bickering, no yammering for my attention, and worst of all no singing of any kind....except from me. They listened politely, but said nothing.
We get home and they want a snack of course. I take them to the pantry and point out the usual staples or offer them some fruit. One of the boys spies Handy Snacks. Do y'all know what these are? They come in different varieties...peanut butter and crackers, cheese and pretzels, oreo cookie and vanilla frosting. They ask if they can have the Oreo kind. I say sure.
Then they asked me how to eat them. They had never had them before. I asked if they wanted a juice box. They said "Aren't those just for special treats? We never get to drink those." I am starting to grasp the enormity of the situation. After all, my niece hadn't even seen Cinderella until I practically forced it upon them. (which she loved, I might add). These poor children have led a deprived life.
What's a good aunt to do? I offered them Coke. Only b/c I knew it would tick my SIL off and make me look like a hero.

hee hee
Then I asked if they wanted to play a game or something. They said "Can we just watch cartoons please. We never get to."
So, they are sitting in the living room, quiet as "mices", watching cartoons, but apparently not SpongeBob, b/c their mom doesn't allow such nonsense.
Hang on. One of them just came in and asked if he could have another one of those Oreo thingys. Ha! I love it. Their momma is gonna be riled.
OH, and everybody went and scrubbed their hands after their snack. Can't have anybody with a little smudge on their fingers, now can we? These kids hate to get dirty at all. It's been raining. I asked them if they wanted to go out and play football. "No. We might get
DIRTY." *gasp* Nuthin a lil soap and water won't take care of, but they still refused.
My kids will be home soon enough. Let the chaos begin.