Food gives great comfort

#4 aka K has a friend at church that he really likes. He has already made plans to marry her once they are both grown ups. He talks about her all the time much to the embarrassment of his brothers. At church the children's classes change each year in January, getting new teachers and starting a new round of lessons. #4's age group has so many kids that the class is split, and this year he was seperated from his friend. Thinking he would be upset about it I asked him how he liked his new class and if he missed his friend. He thought about it for a minute, and then said no, since there was only one other kid in his class sunday that meant that he got to eat the whole snack himself. Ah, the power of food.