That’s the only word have right now. My kids are bugging me. I ask them to clean up their mess (i.e. a giant red tote that I can fit in, now empty, toys all over), and they say, “it’s too hard” or they are tattle telling on one another every 5 minutes. I’m doing the best I can NOT to go in there and spank them. They don’t care if I toss out their toys. They have no, ZERO, respect for ‘things’. They have destroyed their room: carpet is stained with paint and who knows what else, hole in the wall, milk and other crap on the walls, broke one dresser, about to pull the tv down from the wall. By the end of the week, all they will have is beds in their room.