NOW I see what I was doing wrong! I was told to use a FORK, not a SPORK! Silly me!
One of my kids in class keeps picking at a scab on his elbow (especially during our devotion time). I tell him every day that he is going to cause a scar by continually messing with it. I guess Barry is my scab.
Truly, I look forward to that day when God will finally give me freedom from the need to answer Barry. I sense that the day is fast approaching.