Last night, while we were praying our family prayers, I glanced over at Scholastica to see her looking sternly at Benedict and doing something strange with her thumb. I quickly realized she was trying to snap at him so that he could see that he was not folding his hands properly. She confirmed this by yelling across the room at to him and telling him to fold his hands right.
This evening we said prayers earlier than we normally do so that she could go to bed before the rest of the kids. She was dozing off while we were singing the Salve, but she kept singing along.
Everyone needs a Scholastica in their lives.