One of those afternoons getting the boys home from school. As in the I've lost it 3 times already and we are only 20 m outside the school gates and I'm beginning to despair we will ever actually make it home, let alone make it home without me killing one of them first afternoons.
Me: "Adam, I would prefer it if you left that sort of behaviour at school."
Adam (without missing a beat) "the teacher wants us to leave it at home"
Gutted. Beaten in verbal logic by a 6 year old.