We had to get up early this morning, so we went to bed real early last night, like 10:30. I couldn’t sleep because I kept thinking about two taquitos I had in the refrigerator, so I got up at midnight, ate those, then went back to bed and was able to sleep.

Family drama from ages ago when I was a child that is now funny.

My father was often temperamental and explosive.

We were all at the kitchen counter one morning eating cereal. My father was a bit noisy munching and slurping. My brother says to him, “I just love to watch you eat.”

As if hit by a bolt of electricity, I abandoned my cereal and bolted out the door to the outside only catching my father yelling “WTF!”

A fight smoldered for days. I asked my brother why he did that. He smiled and said, “he lives for it.”

A thing about family, buttons can be so accurately pressed.