Bryce has found his funny bone. 
The other evening I was down at my mom's house and I knew that if I didn't feed my kids before driving home then my kids were going to make it a miserable 45 minutes.
Dane and Ella ate their dinner, but Bryce refused. 
A bit later I asked him: You haven't eaten. How are you going to get home with a full tummy?
His answer?
Chocolate chocolate chocolate chocolate chocolate (ad nauseum)
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