It's a must.
Usually it's reserved for the individual who has purchased his own food, or been given a special edible gift, or who didn't eat her portion of the dessert and wanted to be sure it didn't get scarved up before she could get to it.
Apparently, Jake didn't have to do this in his family of origin. Either they never had any food left-over or they were a lot less selfish than we are but whatever the reason, this was a new concept to him.
One night, Jake and Ana decided they wanted to make a run to Giant. Isaac, Eden, and HopeAnne tagged along. Each person purchased his or her own treat, including a unique-sounding pint sized ice cream flavor for each. Since they aren't as individually sized as they look, out came the Sharpies so it would be clear that the left-over ice cream belonged to a specific family member, and wasn't up for grabs.
Not to be left out, Jake pulled out a pad of Post-It notes and went to town. All. Over. My. Kitchen.
The next morning, I was a little perplexed as to why Jake owned the box of butter quarters. And an egg...
But then I started finding the notes everywhere and figured out what was going on.
Occasionally I find another one.
Sorry, Jake, but I needed these beans for the Labor Day camp-out. You'll have to buy your own can.
