I'm a listmaker. I've got them everywhere -- at work, at home and in my car. I make lists of things to do today, things to do this weekend, things to remember to tell my husband (I kid you not...hey, we're busy people), things to do before the holidays, things to buy at the mall tonight ... I even make to-do lists for my husband (which he resents).

I like lists because, well, I like order and organization. I like to know what comes next and I like to outline a logical, practical way to get there. (Spontaneous is not a word I'd ever use to describe myself).

So, I had to laugh this morning when I realized that the little notepad my 5-year-old was carrying around was her "to do" list. She's just learning how to write, so all her tasks were just a bunch of gobbly-gook letters, but next to each one, was a box (just like Mommy does) where she checked off items as she got them done.

"Put on shoes, check. Put on coat, check. Go to Grandma's, check. Go to school, check."

She even made a list for her little sister and gave her a crayon to check off her items as she got them done.

That's my girl -- my first-born, Type-A, emotional, overachiever -- the one my husband says I'll definitely have the most trouble with because she's just like me. We already butt heads.

Kelly dutifully took her to-do list in the car when we went to Grandma's this morning & quickly realized Lauren had forgotten hers on the table at home (forgot, or deliberately left it there? Hmmm... Lauren IS just like my husband).

"That's OK, Mommy, I'll just make her a new one."

Which is just what I'd have done.

It's terrifying to realize how much our kids learn just by watching what we do and how we react to things.

The pressure is on for me to walk the line because these girls are paying attention.

And, taking notes.