A couple mornings ago Jim and I were getting ready to start the day. We could hear the boys stirring in their room, followed quickly by the sounds of Chase turning on their TV to watch “Dog Woobie” (Lady and the Tramp). The boys have a gate up on their bedroom door, so I usually have a few minutes once they are up. I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and came out to Chase standing in our bedroom.

“Chase! You know you aren’t supposed to climb the gate! That’s bad.”

“Yeah Mommy, what the hell?”

Oy Vey.