Me: Amanda, did you brush your teeth this morning?
At this point Amanda just shrugged her shoulders and continued playing her electronic game while I shook my head.
Megan kept her head covered for the remainder of the message, and continued to scribble notes to me and Amanda. She eventually worked through her anger, which is good, because today's sermon was on anger and how the Lord equates it with murder (Matthew 5:21-22.) Not exactly a light-hearted topic, and I'm over on the east side cracking up at my murderous daughter.