Reagan has taken to referring to herself as our "Good Son". She refuses to be called "daughter". And when I ask the boys to do something, and they utterly ignore me (as is their habit)... Reagan is usually the only chid that responds and obeys. It usually goes something like this:
"Quinn, Colby! Time for dinner! Come wash your hands, please!"
No response from the Dynamic Duo.
"Quinn! Colby! Wash your hands!"
No response.
"QUINN! COLBY! YOU'VE GOT 3 SECONDS TO GET UP HERE BEFORE YOU'RE GROUNDED!"
Reagan: "Mom, I've washed my hands! I'm here! I'm the good son!"
Yes, yes you are.
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