I went downstairs to get a bagel at 8:30, so the place was full of children.
There was this two-and-a-half-year-old (I was eavesdropping) sitting across from these cute, blonde twins who were probably about four. He wanted their attention, but they were busy chattering with each other.
He extended one of his arms, then, having gotten no reaction, shouted, “I am showing you my muscles!”
And I though, Oh, baby, you are in for a lifetime of trouble.