Every day I repeat the rules for 11 hours. If I've had enough sleep and/or enough coffee this is what I say:
Hands are not for hitting.
Pillows are for sleeping and resting.
Feet are on the floor, not the furniture.
If I'm lacking sleep or coffee this is what I say:
GET YOUR FEET OFF THE BED!
STOP HITTING YOUR BROTHER/SISTER/DOG!
IF YOU THROW THAT IN THE HOUSE ONE MORE TIME SANTA WILL BRING YOU NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!
KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF!
I AM LOCKING MYSELF IN THE BATHROOM WITH THE RADIO AND A POT OF COFFEE. I AM NOT COMING OUT UNLESS SOMEONE IS BLEEDING SO GOOD LUCK!
And then Mr. Bickerson comes home and tosses all of my excellent parenting skills' influence out the window: