From the mouth of Michael....

So last night there was a VBS training meeting at church that I needed to attend (mostly to pick up supplies), Shannon had class and would not be home. Since the training was only an hour I thought the boys would behave long enough to take them with me. I used ice cream as a bribe, in hopes that it would help them in being good. No luck, they were rotten. As we are driving home this was the conversation that Michael and I had:

Michael: Where do you work, mommy?

me: Where do I work Michael?

Michael: You do stuff for Mrs. Dawn.

me: That's right I do work for Mrs. Dawn and what else do I do?

Michael: You make us cerealk (this is not a typo that is how he says cereal) for breakfast.

me: That's right and what else do I do?

Michael: You make us snacks.

me: That's right and what else do I do?

Michael: You make us lunch.

me: That's right and do I wash your clothes and make them smell good and read you stories and play with you and make sure you are okay?

Michael: Yes.

me: So what is mommy's job.

Michael: Taking care of us.

me: I said that's right and does mommy like her job.

Michael: Nope

me: I said you don't think mommy likes her job?

Michael: No, you like your job mommy, I was just kidding.

That conversation ended with a phone call to both grandmas last night and both of them were laughing.