One recent morning (I cannot remember if it was Thursday, Friday, or yesterday) the children were bickering over breakfast and I got really pissed off at them.
Me: “You two both got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.”
Grace: “What does that mean, Mummy?”
Me: “It means you woke up in a cranky mood.”
Grace: “But Mummy, Whit and I can only get out of bed on one side. Otherwise we would be against the wall. Does that mean we are cranky every day?”
Ummm. Yes, sadly.