Best Grilled Cheese Ever

I have high expectations that I will raise the Adolescent to become the Perfect Man. These hopes fade with each passing day...

Last night the Adolescent had a dilemma. He made himself two grilled cheese sandwiches. He makes the Best Grilled Cheese Ever. He settles in to really enjoy them. But they need ketchup. He looks in the fridge for the ketchup. Not there. Where could it be? He had ketchup a couple of nights ago and the bottle was half full. He asks me where is the ketchup? How do I know??? Then he discovers it, right where he left it a couple of nights ago, right by the couch where he chills. He asks me if it's ok to eat it. NO, definitely NO. He checks the label: Keep Refrigerated. He looks it up on the internet: Risky to eat due to bacterial growth. He carefully considers all the facts. Carefully considers all the risks. Really stretches that part of his adolescent brain that's responsible for good decision making. The answer is clear.

Clear as ketchup.