Been a long day at the lake. It’s late, past the kids’ bedtime. They’re in their jammies having one good-bye treat of a fruit snack from their Nana. Sleepytime oddness ensues or is it because of something like Red Dye #40 in the “fruit” snacks? Doodles serenades then devours his fruit snack. Pablo would rather block the intrusive camera with his foot. I’d subtitle this if I could.