One is sitting nicely on the couch watching a DVRed episode of Yo Gabba Gabba.
One is in timeout in his room, screaming.
One is reluctantly cleaning something up after complaining about it loudly.
One is counting. I don't know why.
The amount of screaming in the house is unbearable- both from kids and from the adults.
If they would only listen and do what we ask.
Why, oh why, must it be a rainy day?