Jake was aghast when I told him that he, Andrew and I had eaten all the Twizzlers on our drive home from playing at a friend's house in Springville. He said we should have saved some for Doug. I asked if he wanted to save his last piece for Daddy, and he said yes. By the time we got home, the whole piece of licorice had shrunk down to a not quite 1/2 " piece, but Jake was so proud of himself for saving it (in his sweaty little hand!). He dictated this note for Doug and left it on Doug's desk. :)