For Robyn's birthday, Rod took her to San Diego and left Bronte in charge of the children at home.
On the phone
Nate: Mom, I am NOT doing any contending.
Grace: I'm trying to be good. I only cried a little bit.
Bronte: I am NEVER going to have ANY kids!!
When Rod and Robyn got home
Aimee: I'm soooo glad you're home. Now there will be order again.
Bronte: I kept trying to tell them that I was in charge, but they wouldn't listen to me.
Aimee: Yeah, it was like there were three mothers for Nate and Grace.
Maddie: No, it was more like three mothers trying to mother each other.
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