The boys came in the house the other day yelling, pushing, and fighting (as usual) over the usual nothing (who came in the house first, who touched whom, blah blah blah.) Michael (6) was being particularly aggressive.
After they got their shoes off, etc. Michael came into the kitchen and turned toward Michelle smiling and obviously proud:
Michael: "Guess what I did today?"
Michelle: "What did you today today?
Michael (without irony): "I practiced my patience."