My 8 year old son wants bananas EVERY morning for breakfast, and we were out. It was about ten minutes after 8 AM, and we were all still in our jammies. I thought it would be fun to walk the whole block and a half to Trader Joe's and get some for him... In our pj's! So we did ;)
On the way there he asked me if his daddy and I really had two jobs. I said nope, we only have one job. I work at the salon and daddy works at the university. Then he tells me, "No Mom, you have a 'work' job and then you have the 'bossing around' job!"