Let me set the scene... 8:34 pm. Thursday night. Halfway through a really good, new episode of Grey's Anatomy. My kids are SUPPOSED to be in bed. Sleeping. After 3 trips to put them back in bed, I have lost my cool. I go into their room with my stern "mom voice" wagging my finger and the whole bit. Dead silence through my whole speech. I'm thinking, "Wow. They're taking me seriously!" Then I hear giggling. Down the hall... in the bathroom where the door is locked... Yep. Whole speech delivered to an empty bedroom and my kids are giggling at my raised voice from inside the bathroom. I give up. Dad's turn.
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