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My toy clean-up threat is no longer top secret. OK, not that it was. And not that it was working or anything. It was, I confess, one of those end of your rope, as soon as it's out of your mouth you think (would I really do that?!?) things that I said to Anna that came back to haunt me today.

Curtis left his shoes sitting outside on the patio table after he mowed the lawn because they were all dirty. Anna peered out the window behind him while we were eating dinner and said, in her most sincere and patronizing voice,

Daddy, you should have put your shoes away. If you don't put your things away, Mommy will throw them in the garbage can.