I was making lunch for the boys and Daniel came to the table to eat. I had called Noah, who was still busy playing in the living room, so I asked Daniel to get him. Daniel called him repeatedly to no avail.
He turns to me, shakes his head and says, "I'm going to put that child in time-out."
Just a reminder that Daniel is my 6 year old son, not my husband. 6 going on 36, more like it.
