"Pick your shoes up and put them away." Mr F directs the kids as they kick their shoes off in the kitchen.
"I'm not your slave!" Baby responds, more than a little put off by the suggestion.
"They are your shoes, you'll put them away." Mr F responds.
Baby begrudgingly complies, than marches back into the kitchen...
"Dad wants me to be my own SLAVE!" A very disgruntled Baby informs me.
