Jace: By myself?
Me: Yep, this is your mess, so pick it up.
Jace: You cannot be serious. I can't do this alone.
Me: Yes you can. I believe in you...just pick it up.
Jace: Perhaps you misunderstood me, Mom. I seriously can't do this alone.
Me: What? Who are you? What five year old says that?
Jace: Me, Mom! I'm Jace. We've met before.
