Showing posts with label perception. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perception. Show all posts

Sunday, January 18, 2009

I'm pretending Mom's the boss.

Benj, "Mom, can I have one of these crackers? (The small, square, crackers which come with 'peanut butter' or 'cheese' in small packs, which we get on special occasions.)
Dad answers, "No, you can have a regular (saltine) cracker."
"I am not asking you Dad. I am asking Mom."
"But I am the 'boss' Benjamin."
"Well, I am pretending Mom's the boss right now. . ."
"Oh."