It’s funny the things you remember from your childhood. There’s the first time you picked up a mitt and a bat, learning to ride a bicycle without training wheels, stealing a kiss from a girl and realizing girls really didn’t have cooties after all. Those were all great memories but there are some that are triggered that you stop to wonder why you ever even remembered that.
In the latter category I remember coming into the house after spending the whole morning playing baseball in the park with my friends. I would leap into the house with the screen door banging behind me yelling, “Mom, what is there to eat!