I decided to get in a quick grilling while the rain was holding back and Ethan came out to help. So we started by cleaning the grills. He got one and I got the other. So I finished scrubbing mine and turned to tend the coals and he flipped my grill over and said, "You missed a spot." What a nut! He totally made me clean the underside of my grill too!
Then while Haven and I were chatting tonight she noted how her little shelf was full. I suggested she throw something away to which she replied, "No way!" Most of you know Haven suffers from severe Hypochondria. So I told her about a new disease I think she has: Packratitis. It went like this:
Me: I think you have "Packratitis."
Haven: What's that?
Me: It's an inability to throw things away.
Duh. Oh man I love these kids!