that separate snack thing would never work in the GGB household. The kids are like locusts. They descend upon the kitchen and eat everything in sight until there is nothing more, then complain they are hungry.
The halloween stashes are a perfect example. They each have, er well had, their own bag of the loot they collected. Well those bags have been throroughly cross-raided and pilfered so that there is nothing left but the hot tamales. All of them accuse the others of stealing their candy. No one did it, mind. Nope, no one. Darned cat must have figured out how to unwrap snickers bars with nary a scratch!
