Kitchen torture

Jacob willingly helped me jump start mass cheesecake baking by running 25 packages of graham crackers through my very tiny food processor.

However, Jacob is all boy and so in order to get a canister of regular, cinnamon and chocolate crumbs for my crusts, I got to listen to this type of monologue for quite some time. It's enough to make me go shopping for a larger food processor. And if anyone knows where the rebels are hiding, please let me know. Based on everything I've heard today - Jacob would REALLY like to know.