The husband type person was running errands yesterday while I stayed home with the babe. He called on his way back to let me know to get ready since we had planned to go to Costco and spend more than we needed to on food we probably didn't need. I had kidling on my lap so I turned on speaker phone so he could hear daddy....
Me: You're on speaker, hon.
Him: Help! Your mother locked me in a box! Save me child, save me!
Me: Stop that!
Him: Get the dagger of truth and slay the mommy monster and free me from the box, my son!
*turns off speaker phone and plots horrifying vengence*
The rest of the day went like this: