Why is that those I am the closest to are the ones that I get the most angry at. Last night the boys told me that they would have some stuff done before they went to bed. During the summer they usually go to bed after Ruth and I. I got up this morning to come to work and the stuff they had said they would do was only half done. Neither had good explanations. Really though in the greater scheme of things it doesn’t really matter, but I guess we are trying to train them that when they say they will do something that they follow through. I love them, but sometimes I am dissappointed and somethings they do upset me, when I know they shouldn’t and that I will miss them daily once they move out. Not soon I hope.