We were walking across the parking lot at church the other night, it was very windy so I was holding the kids’ hands and trying to hurry them along. Luke tripped (over my foot I think) and almost fell but I managed to catch him. He cried “Mom! I was almost a pancake!” Then as I was buckling him into the van and he told me “Mom, if i was a pancake I would be yummy! And you would EAT ME UP!”