I just had to do the whole, "Don't 'mom' me" thing. Wow. I think that was one of those things I swore I'd never say to my kids. I also used to tell myself I would never make them do any chores, but I can hear Trysten making his bed as we speak (hear, because I encourage my kids to sing and dance as they clean up).
Also, they are presently chasing each other around in their respective undies. I'm tired just looking at them. Next thing you know I'll have the "mom" cut and jeans and people will know I'm a mom when I walk by them in the street.