Anyway, the other night we were doing the Wally world stuff and I get a call while we're standing in the checkout line.
Me: (seeing "house" on the caller ID) What.Seriously, I thought they knew the rules by now.
11 year old son: Mom, (insert name of 15 year old daughter) is starting the movie you rented again. She's seen it once. She can't do it again.
Me: (eyes rolling) Give the phone to (daughter).
15 year old daughter: Hello?
Me: You don't get to watch movies twice in a row. It's someone else's turn.
15 year old daughter: (annoyed) Okay.
Me: Put (insert 11 year old son's name) back on. (Listen to daughter gleefully calling her brother back to the phone.)
11 year old son: Hello?
Me: When your Dad and I are gone, you don't call unless there is a fire in the house, a flood, or someone's dead. You can handle the first three zombies on your own. You do NOT call to tattle. Get it?
11 year old son: Well...
Me: You better get it, or when I get home, you WILL get it. Got it? (Husband grins and chuckles.)
11 year old son: (Disappointed mumble) yeah.
Me: Okay. I'll see you later.
11 year old son: Bye.