(Sadie got her hair cut. She insisted on having "the same hair as mommy." I think it suits her, and she loooves it.)
Sadie and Micah spend most of their day, every day, fighting. It's neat. Today, Sadie came into the kitchen to complain about/tattle on Micah.
Sadie: Mom, I'm so sick of Micah. All he does is yell and scream.
Me: Yeah, that's his schtick.
Sadie: I'm going to go yell at him. And call him a bad name.
Me: That's really not the best idea, honey...
Sadie: I'm going to call him....
Me: [Clenching my jaw, preparing to hear a possible swear word that she probably heard from me]
Sadie: ...Yelling Boy. That's what I'm going to start calling him. Yelling Boy.
Me: Oh. Um, alright.