Just a snippet of family life to show you where I fall on the totem pole around here:
Last night when M put S to bed she said ” Daddy, I don’t want to marry a boy. Can I marry you?”
I know, too sweet:) In contrast here’s my conversation with E.
Me: “E please pick your clothes up from the floor, I’m not the maid around here.”
E: “Well I wish you were!”
I’ll leave it at that.