Brother, can you spare a dime?

Monday 8th: I always knew there'd come a day when my kids would eat more than me. I never figured that it would happen when Jacob was only six years old. Yet it happened today. Just as an example, take breakfast. Lael had two eggs on two pieces of toast. Jacob ate the same. About five minutes later my cinnamon rolls were done, and I ate two. Jacob ate three. Thus he ate more than Lael and I combined. Yet he weighs maybe 240 pounds less than our combined weight. Go figure. Those of you with teenage boys are laughing right now, I know.