The beginning of summer is always fun and always takes some adjustments. Our little house is not immune from such things. A conversation between Ricky and Billy this morning kind of sums up what it has been like.
Ricky: Billy, I’m going to count to three and you have to pick up those toys. One …
Billy: Love you too much to argue!
Ricky: Two …
Billy: Love you too much to argue!
Ricky: Three! Now go to your room!
Billy: No! Love you too much to argue!
(In my defense, I do give them longer than three counts to clean up.)