Yea....but you know, it REALLY sucked growing up with as many as 14 'big brothers' at a time.....and they rotated out too! I was always getting new ones!

Mom once baked a chocolate cake for a church carry in. Left it on the counter. Scouts came in for a meeting/handbill delivery...saw food ate food. Mom blew her stack. Dad said, well, was there a NO sign on it?

We now routinely put NO signs on anything that is not for comsumption by anybody who wanders in. I learned the hard way from mom's experience. The rule in our house when I was growing up was, if you can find it you can eat it. Unless it has a NO sign. Same rule here now.