Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Who's the boss?

A major disruption this morning. Hustled the boys to day care, only to arrive and find out that our provider needed to rush a 94-year-old aunt to the hospital (more on that later). She did call the house, but I never heard the phone in the mayhem that is our morning ritual.

So, I had to turn around and return home with the boys and wait for Michelle to come home to relieve me. Soon after I got home, I called my supervisor to let her know I'd be out this morning.

As I was finishing the conversation, Nathaniel took a break from his yogurt to ask, "Who are you calling, daddy?"

"My boss," I replied.

"That's mommy," he said in a matter-of-fact voice.

Indeed. Michelle's indoctrination of the men and boys in her family is working well!

1 comment:

Leeann said...

Out of the mouths of babes! Go Tanny!