Yesterday afternoon, the kids and I flew back home from Kansas City. As is the custom, we were offered in-flight snacks. I opened a bag for each of the kids, the idea being, each kid would eat a bag of snacks.

Here are the snacks in question.

As you will see from the packaging, each bag contained a variety of snacks, including pretzels and a variety of crackers. While the kids ate, I was doing some writing. At one point, I looked over and noticed something unexpected.

Alden’s pile of snacks looked like this.

And Kato’s looked like this.

Apparently Alden, self-appointed mistress of snack distribution, removed all of the pretzels and dark brown crackers from Kato’s pile in exchange for all of the light brown crackers for which she had no use. I felt a moment of moral outrage on Kato’s behalf, but he seemed unfazed.

Alden, on the other hand was in a state of high dander, clearly pleased with herself for having pulled off what must have seemed like a grand caper, or so one would assume by the way that she cackled.

Both kids ate their fill of crackers, and eventually the plane landed. Back at the terminal, we were reunited with a weary-seeming Robbi who was grateful to find herself in the company of someone other than Iggy and two ungratifying cats.