Ok so DH was planning on going somewhere today with the SDs fine by me, it's fathers day, and I could use a day ALONE! At 8 freaking thirty OSD starts knocking On our door "Daaaaaddddyyy it's 830" it continues at 845, 9, ,910 "daaaaddddyyy it's this time" finally after about the fourth time I snapped and told her "we are WELL aware of the time, we DO have a clock in here now knock it off" OSD started to say something and DH told her the same thing. Well he gets up and decides to make sandwiches to take with them OSD "can't" find the sandwich bags. Instead of asking DH who was IN THE KITCHEN she comes back into the bedroom and asks me. I told her they are in the same freakin place they have been since we moved in. UGH! I had to resist the urge to do a happy dance as they walked out the door.