BelovedSpouse and I were goofing off while putting kids to bed. At one point, Spouse held me captive, and I called upon my children to help. BelovedSpouse, of course, told them not to. And then, because we are mean that way, he asked The Question: “Who are you going to believe, Mommy or me?” After a few seconds, OldestOne replied, “Neither one of you.”
They are onto us.