Seamus: Mommy, Daddy at work?
Me: Yes, Seamus.
Seamus: Why, Mommy?
Me: Because...
Seamus: Oh, oh - so he make money? Right, Mommy?
Me: (smiling/laughing) Right, Seamus.
Seamus: So we have food, Mommy?
Me: Right.
Seamus: Like crackers and peanuts?
Me: Um, sure.
Seamus: Oh, ok Mommy. I hungry. I get snack?
So, maybe he does understand the working parents thing. Or at least I can tell myself that to alleviate my guilt at leaving him on a daily basis to slave away. (Although, I was working when he barged in my "home office" for this conversation. So best of both worlds there. :) )
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