"Could you at least act like it? "Dang it!"
And sometimes I feel so dysfunctional when I can't get to what the kids ask me to do quickly enough so they say, "Fine, I'll do it myself." Or when they don't come home to a clean house, but, you know, I wasn't the one playing with the Lego's (Ben), or who ate mayonnaise for breakfast (Bethany), or who unrolled all the toilet paper in the bathroom (William). So I'm thinking that teaching responsibility just looks ugly. That's what my whole messy house thing is about.
And Caitlin is quite proud of herself for helping me out with Sophie. Thursday she said, "I'm Sophie's superhero." So at least she has good self-as-sister esteem.
Speaking of superheroes, Saturday Grandma Martha arrived. She is moving from Maine to Utah.