Me: David, go brush your teeth.
Five minutes later, David drifts back into the kitchen. Jacob is drinking orange juice, David wants some too. I pour him a glass. He drinks it down, obviously enjoying it. (Juice is not an everyday occurrence in our house.)
Me: David, you didn't brush your teeth. Go and do it now!
David: How did you know that?
Me: I'm your mommy. I know everything.
He sighs deeply and goes to brush his teeth. I wonder when he will find me out on that one.