so every morning I take James with me to work-- on my way there i drop him off at daycare first (Donna's house)... it's a routine he clearly enjoys, mainly because he gets to sit in the front seat of the truck on our way there... we always have great conversations since it's special one on one time... on monday, it went a little something like this:
"ok james it's time for mommy to go to work and for you to go to donna's house" i said
"you go to donna's house. i go to work." he replied
"oh really? donna's house sounds like fun. how are you going to get to work though?"
pause.
"daddy take me!" he responded
"oh good solution. but here we are at donna's house and unfortunately i think i have a greater earning potential and longer work history than you so it's time for you to go to donna's house and for me to head to work"
pause.
"i go to work. you go to donna's house." he insisted
clearly mama just wasn't getting it!
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