Kelvin was upset a few days ago when my mom asked me if I wanted an ice cream bar. Kelvin was annoyed because he wanted the entire confidential stash all for his own enjoyment. They had bought ice cream the day before at the store and it was hidden on the bottom shelf of the freezer behind the bags of frozen beef and vegetables. I told Kelvin I had already known about the hidden loot from the evening before and had planned to follow house policy of whatever is in the fridge is for eating.
He looked at me, clearly amazed that I already knew his secret—it had been less than twenty-four hours! I hate leaving the poor lad in suspense so I told him in my sweetest voice, “Kelvin. I know you are the youngest child and haven’t lived with other siblings in your recent life, but there are tricks that will make it possible for you to sneak ice cream. The dead give away is trash. If you are going to eat an ice cream bar, put the wrapper underneath a layer of trash. If you leave your wrapper on top, that will be the first thing that is seen and then everyone else will know your secret”.
Kelvin nodded in awe of being taught by one so wise, “Oh…that’s smart”. I was surprised; Kelvin seemed reflective with this new piece of knowledge and admitted his own blunder. He then added a characteristically Kelvin comment, “Just don’t tell dad”.
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