Yesterday the Pea was on dish duty. He had washed all the dishes in the sink but none of the stuff stacked on the counter around the sink.
Me: Pea, the dishes are not done.
Pea: I don’t care.
Me: Yes, but I care and I’m the mom so mine’s the caring that matters.
Why is it that my children think that the fact that they don’t care about things being messy has the slightest bearing on whether they need to clean it?
The other day in the midst of a fight with her father, the Princess asked why she should respect him, specifically what he had ever done to earn her respect.
Umm, let’s start with putting a roof over your head and food in your mouth for the last 11+ years and move on from there shall we?
Aren’t the tag lines that kids learn as they head in to teendom fun?!