So Brendan was putting Ryan to bed the other night and they had a little conversation that went something like this:
R: Um, Dad?
R, obviously mulling over something important: Well, the thing, um, well, I, well, um....Well, you know, Mommy drives us places and she makes lunch and dinner and she does the laundry. And you make me breakfast, when I tell you to.
B: Uh huh.
R: So that means you and Mommy are servants.
B: Well, no, we do all of those things because we are your parents and it's our job to take care of you and Morgan.
R: Yes. Like servants.
Hmph. At least we know our places now! Actually, I'm glad he noticed all the things I do for him, so I guess that's a good thing, right? Right?