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Okay, Peter, very good. Well, I remember when my son was 17 years old, and he was disrespecting my wife terribly, telling her more or less he's going to do whatever he wants to do and everything else. And they were going at it and screaming at each other. And, you know, we, as she coddled our kids way too much growing up. Don't get me wrong, I was so laid back that I was one that would take things away, make them pick up after themselves. They would call their mom because she'd be at work because Amy would tell me she wants to go to one of her friends. And I'm going, that's fine, Amy, but you're going to pick up this mess. So you're not leaving this mess here. So she'd call her mom and Shire would call me and say, I'll clean it up when I get home. And I'm going, no.