Sara was relieved by the silence after the kids finished their video game as she made lunch.

"Jesus. How big is it?" she overheard. "I wish mine was that big. It looks like a banana," her son continued.

"Watch this... It's a torpedo," Alan said.

"What's going on?" she asked, walking into the living room.

"Look what he can do with his tongue, Mom."

"Look, I can twist it like a twizzler while touching my nose," Alan bragged.

"Oh my God, Alan. Come to my room. We need to talk!"