Like Mother, Like Son.

After announcing that I tripped on a dart gun and inadvertently kicked it under an unknown piece of furniture, I walked away and overheard the following...

Max: Beck, this is just a reminder, but don't leave your toys around the house. I know you know this already, but it's just a reminder. Okay Beck? Thanks.


After discovering the package of dried blueberries was left open in the pantry I promptly told the boys they needed to seal up the bag or they would dry up...

Beck: But Mommy, they're already dried out.

Touché, my love, touché.