If you're not ready

...i'll do it myself.

At 11 o'clock today G came up at told me he was hungry. I was blow drying my hair at the time so I told him it would just be a minute and i'd get him some lunch. When I went into the kitchen I found that he had done it himself. He had gotten into the fridge pulled out a container of mac and cheese, grabbed a fork and was up at the table, eating it cold. I guess he doesn't need me anymore.