I woke up at 8 this morning and realized we all needed to get moving in order to leave for church around 8.45. I got out of bed and called to the Littles; "Time to get up and moving sweethearts."
From Jack's room: silence.
From Maggie's room; "Mama, Jack is not a sweetheart. I'm a sweetheart. He's a son and I'm a sweetheart."