So last night I was getting ready to lie down with Shane and read him story. As I waded through a sea of toys and dress up clothes, I told him and Hank they really needed to clean their room because it was gross.
Shane said, "Boys do what boys want to do. *And* they're disgusting."
Hank said, "Yea but good boys clean their rooms when their mom says to." (I love him!!)
Shane said, "But we're not *good* boys; we're *bad* boys and bad boys don't clean rooms!"
I think I have my work cut out for me...