A couple of days ago, Andrew was being way demanding and I had had enough, so I said, "Andrew you are not the boss of me, I'm the boss of you!" Real mature, I know. And he came back with, "No, Andrew the boss!" Later that night at dinner, I asked Andrew, "Is Daddy the boss?" He looked at Dad, smiled and said, "Nooooo!" "Is Mommy the boss?" "Nooooo!" "Well, who's the boss, then?" "Andrew the boss!!"
How does he know this already?!?
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