I hear a strange noise in my house -a noise that can only be coming from one of my kids. "What are you doing?" "Nothing." "No...it's not nothing. It can't be. Nothing doesn't make noise. Why do you keep insisting that it's nothing?????" Nothing, this time, was the 8 year old filling up a tea cup with powdered sugar. So we established that it wasn't nothing. Then we tried to get the motive behind it, because the list of reasons to pack a tiny, plastic cup with powdered sugar is pretty short. "I don't know." "I don't know." "I don't...know." I swear to God, I'm going to shoot the next person that says that to me...shoot them.