Ruthie: MOM! We’re playing hide and seek, but Thomas won’t stop counting!
Me: Did you ask him to stop?
Ruthie then turns to Thomas and begins screaming at him to stop (mind you, we are in the car).
Me: But you need to ask him without screaming at him. That’s not okay.
Ruthie (in a horrifically matter-of-fact tone): But mom, I have to scream at him because he’s not stopping.
At which point I smirk quietly to myself as Bryan throws his head back in that deep, bellowing, from-the-gut laugh that I love (but only when it’s not at my expense), and he says, “You are SO BUSTED!”
God bless Ruthie for being the mirror God uses to show me my own parenting flaws.