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Alpha is a good sleeper, which means that sometimes he is not the easiest child to awaken. A side effect of that is that he is not ready for breakfast when he awakes. Beta, on the other hand, usually asks to eat breakfast as soon as he is awake.

One morning, I could tell by Alpha’s expression and body language that he was not in the mood for breakfast. That, and the fact that he refused my initial offer of cereal and yogurt. Since we had some unusual leftovers in the fridge, I thought I would try to pique his interest in eating breakfast.
I: How about a bear breakfast?
Alpha: What?
What do bears eat?
Fish.
(giving Alpha a serving of smoked salmon, which he likes) Yep, and salmon are fish. What else do bears eat?
Berries!
(serving a small dish of blackberries) Yep, and you’re having blackberries.
Blackberries and salmon would be very yummy for a bear.
So you’re having a bear breakfast.
Beta (running from the kitchen, through the dining room, and into the living room while waving his hands in the air): Ahhh! Run for your lives!!! There’s a bear in my house! There’s a bear in my house!

Never a dull moment here, folks.

Another day, I was finishing my meal and Beta was already done and making up a game. I don’t know exactly what kind of game, but I think it was related to football. He came in from the living room and announced the teams: he would be one team and I would be the other team. Then he announced the names.

You’ll be the Princess Buddy Mermaid team. I’ll be the Silver Rock Monster Bullet Grumpy Bear team.

I see where I stand. And apparently they’re never to young to start smack talk.