Occasionally, as a mother who has had their insides ravaged by pregnancy, I need to pee. (And by occasionally I obviously mean all the time.) This is usually when my children feel is the MOST IMPORTANT time to ask VERY IMPORTANT questions. Questions that CANNOT wait. The fate of the universe rests on the answer, kinds of questions. …and they almost always involve snacks. As I disappeared for two seconds to use the bathroom, P realized that he had never eaten before ever in his life and was STARVING. He found me, and started yelling / asking (yasking?) through the door if he could have a snack. Wanting to be…