Yesterday Rick called me at work. He had a very serious tone and told me that JT really need to talk to me about something that had happened. My friend Rebecca had just stopped by to grab me for coffee. I strangely asked Rick if he thought she needed to hear and Rick said sure. On went the speaker phone. JT jumped on the phone and everyone that I work with got to hear this:
"Ummm...Mommy. Zachy is being really mean to daddy."
"Really? What is Zachy doing?"
"Mom, Zachy was in the room singing, "Daddy has a poopy ass" (JT of course sang this to the tune of Black Sabbath's Iron Man - Zach's favorite song.)
I quickly had everyone in my cube and I was unable to figure out how to take my phone off speaker. So far HR hasn't called.
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