It's a pancake kind of day!

Marble: Mom Phillip needs some pancakes!
Mom: For what?
Marble: His stomach is angry and I am afraid if we don't feed it, it will bite me.
Mom: How many do you think it will take?
Marble: A couple...like 10.
Mom: Alright, here you go!

By the way, if you are ever in a bad mood, make tiny pancakes....I laughed each time I flipped one over. I love being on vacation!