There are many days that I feel like a broken record...
"Please make sure to wash your hands after you go potty."
"Please use kind words with your sister."
"Please bring your breakfast bowl up to the counter."
"Please make your bed."
"Please put your shoes back where they belong."
"Please get dressed."
"Please don't make me ask you to do _______ again."
And somewhere around 2pm, it deteriorates into...
"What did I say?"
"Why am I always repeating myself?"
"Get up and do it NOW!"
And somewhere around 4pm, it gets a little darker...
"Are you kidding me right now? I just told you 2,542 times to put your shirt back on. How hard is that to do? Did the short bus just pull up?"
"You have lost the iPad for the rest of your life."
"I'm about to show you why you're sorry."
"Stay in your room until your father comes home and rescues you."
"You kids are all morons (iterated in my best Ray Liotta voice)."
Until finally, I hear from the playroom, "Wow...mama is grumpy today."
Naw, just another day in paradise.