My kids are big into tell each other what to do and I will occasionally follow with "Don't tell (blank) what to do. You are not (her/his) father, mother, or babysitter." So last night I had placed Sarah in her car seat on the island in the kitchen to keep her safer from Kiley while I was wishing dishes. Well Kiley kept coming over to the bar climbing up on the stools and then onto the bar. Joe seeing this kept telling her to get off the bar. I was getting tired of this so I followed with my line and went over and removed Kiley from the bar and told her to stay down.
A few minutes later there she was again climbing on the stools and the bar to get to Sarah. Once again Joe yelled at her to get down. To which Kiley yelled, "Not my father. You not my father. Not my father."
