Yesterday was no different. It seems that whenever it comes time to straighten up and put the toys away my speech is incoherent. I asked my littlest cherub, "How many times do I have to ask you to do this?". I was a little annoyed at this point.
Littlest cherub looked at me very seriously and said, "five".
Well alright. I guess that settles it.
I turned and laughed on the inside and went about my business.