Announcement: Sweetgirl has just walked into the kitchen with pouty face fixed firmly in place and arms crossed and folded across the front of her body with an announcement.  Or, rather, a pronouncement…

Sweetgirl: “Mama, I’m angry!”

Mama:  “Oh?  What are you angry about?”

Sweetgirl:  “I’m angry at brother!”  (Sweetboy went to his first ever sleepover last night.  This was sissy’s first morning to wake up and not have a minnion buddy to help her pass the time before I made it downstairs.)

Mama:  “Why are you angry at brother?”

Sweetgirl:  “I don’t want him no more.”

And there you have it.  A pronouncement indeed!