Scene: Car. Driving to the library.
Sean: I wish Daddy be here.
AM: Me too, but Daddy has to work.
Sean: Why? Why Daddy have to work?
AM: So that we can have a house and food and all the nice things that we have.
Sean: Do Mommy work?
AM: (Voice rising an octave and getting all mommy-wars defensive) Yes, I work. I take care of you and Daddy. I do our laundry and cook meals and….
Sean: And check email!
AM: Um, yeah, that too.
It’s humbling to be busted by someone wearing Pull-Ups.