R:(responding to my request for him to pick up his mess in the living room)"You know, most Daddies don't tell their kids to do stuff, like clean and stuff. So that's how it's going to be, FROM NOW ON." Fixes me with a look of serious intensity.
Me:"Your Jedi mind tricks will not work on me, boy. Now put your shit AWAY."
Mopes away with his toys to his room.
I can't believe I'm using the Dark Side to make my kids do their chores. I figured by this time in my life, I'd be, I don't know...in charge of the planet. Or at least a small moon.