Tick Tock

I'm standing in the kitchen after fixing some oatmeal for Lucas and Emma. My cereal on the counter, slightly soggy, and my coffee getting cooler by the minute. I take their bowls to them and warn them that it is still hot. Instantly, Lucas starts asking for ice cubes, to put it in the fridge, to be excused while it cools; all within a three second time frame.

"Lucas, just wait for it cool off and then eat it. Don't ask me anything else, for the next five minutes I AM OFF DUTY."

He looks down at his oatmeal and then back up at me. "Well, can you set the timer?"