Tonight I worked late at the office and got home about 8:30 or so. Emma and Kaleb weren't asleep yet after (sort of) being in bed for 90 minutes. I go back and talk to them to try to get them to go to sleep and had the following conversation:
Dad: I've missed you guys. I had to work late tonight, but I'm back.
Kaleb: I had to work late too, Dad.
Dad: Oh really, what did you do?
Kaleb: I don't know.
Dad: Do you think you should work late if you don't know what you do?
Kaleb: I don't know, I work late Dad.
Emma: Kaleb, you have to work late because you work slooooow!
Is it Friday yet?
