A couple of weeks ago, the blokes youngest daughter was asking my permission to do something. The outcome of that conversation amused me greatly.
Littlest one: Can we do *thing* after dinner?
Me: We’ll have to ask your dad. When it comes to you guys, he’s the boss.
Littlest one: But aren’t you the boss of dad?
Well spotted, kid. I admire your powers of observation. 😀 You still have to do what your dad says though. Even if I don’t.