Last night, Captain Chaos uttered five words that are guaranteed to strike fear in the heart of any father of a daughter. 

“Hey, boys!” she exclaimed, waving across the table at her brothers.  “Look at me!” 

“I can only hope,” I observed to the Boss, wincing.  “That she grows out of that statement by the time she turns fourteen!” 

The Boss laughed, looking at her four-year-old twin. “She won’t.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“I was a bit boy crazy at fourteen.”

Hmmm....

It’s time to clean the shotgun.