Why, indeed

We are early for Taekwondo tonight. This works out well, since Dennis' girlfriend is in the child care room in the gym and he gets to hang out with her for a few minutes.

Last night we asked him to go and get his backpack so that he could do his homework. He wanted us to go and fetch it for him, and David told him it was his backpack and he needed to get it himself. He sighed (loudly) and asked (dramatically), "Why do I have to be responsible for all the stuff that's mine???". Life is hard when you have to pick up your own Legos.