A solid 3.

The other day I asked the boys to rate my mean factor.

On a scale of 1-10, with one being a super amazingly nice mom and 10 being cruel.

Brodie gave me a 3.

So I asked him to break it down for me, describe what a 1,2 & 3 means.

"Well, a one would be a mom who bakes you cookes every day after school.
A two would bake cookies sometimes.
A three bakes cookies sometimes, but also wants to teach you things. Like vacuuming."

I can live with that.