The eldest is in the playroom trying to get the youngest to clean up the mess (made by youngest) so we can go to a friend’s house. Clearly,  the wee one is playing. Eldest tells him, “You need to work!  What do you think Daddy does every day?” My pride starts.  Then… “We’re boys, not girls.  Boys work. If you don’t work you’re a girl. ” Clearly not getting the results he wants, he continues, “Okay,  I guess you’re a girl.” I do believe Eldest has forgotten his audience.  He is speaking to the little boy who, a mere 24 hours prior, picked outRead More →