I always said that I hated kids. Then I had kids of my own, and now I say that I hate other peoples’ kids. It was very strange. Ever since my son was born I have said that there’s something weird and biological going on where one’s own children are concerned.

It's been confirmed by neurological science.

Tonight, my son Lindsay (age 12) burst into the room demanding a camera.

( sunset )

L: I wonder if Portia (our cat) will eat a piece of fried carrot?
A: Cats are obligate carnivores. They eat meat and only meat.
L: Then why don't they eat us?
A: Because we're bigger than them. You know the old saying "never eat anything bigger than your own head"?
L: Snakes do.
A: ...

And then I was forced to admit that he had me.