Sometimes after feeding Macy an especially messy meal, I think about this moment in Gilmore Girls…
(for those who are curious, this is season two when Jess has just moved in with Luke)
LUKE: But me, raising a kid? I don’t even like kids. They’re always sticky, you know, like they’ve got jam on their hands. Even if there’s no jam in the house, somehow they’ve always got jam on their hands. I’m not the right guy to deal with that. I have no patience for jam hands.
LORELAI: Luke, slow down. First of all, Jess is seventeen, so I think he’s probably past the jam hands stage by now.