Cracker Crumbs in my Hair

I drove back to California yesterday. Sarah decided to bring her kids and caravan out with me. Jared will fly out and meet her here as soon as school allows. Thor rode in my car most of the way here. For the most part he was really good. Although right outside of Baker he took his pacifier out to eat some crackers, and misplaced it. I didn't notice until he started making this whiney little noise at me. Even then it took me a while to figure out what he wanted, and when I did, I had no intention of pulling over to look for it. The whining went on for quite a while, then there was some screaming and angry crying in the backseat. I had just resigned myself to the fact that I was going to listen to that for a while, and had stopped trying to talk to him to calm him down when I saw some bits of crackers fly over my shoulder. I looked back at him sitting in his carseat giving me that "what are you going to do about it" expression on his face. He started digging around for more cracker crumbs to throw at me, and instead found his pacifier. All the sudden he was sitting back there quiet and content like nothing had just happened, like he hadn't just tossed cracker crumbs at his aunt in a fit of rage.