“Kids, listen. Mommy is the Queen of this house.”
“YAY!!! Mommy is Queen. We are princesses.”
Our two year old son, who didn’t talk yet, clapped.
“What is daddy then?”
“Um… daddy is just… daddy.”
“You are daddy’s boss, and daddy is the boss of us???”
“YAY!!! We have a boss, and daddy has a boss.”
“You don’t have a boss, Mommy?”
“In school, we learned that only boss of bosses doesn’t have boss…”
“Ms. Rosemary she is the boss of bosses in school.”
“I’m the boss of our little brother. And he is the boss of his toy trucks. Everybody is a boss, and you are boss of bosses.”
"YAY!!! We are all bosses. This is amazing!!!"