A few weeks ago, this conversation took place:
Sam: "You're not the Boss of me."
Daddy: "I am too the boss of you."
Sam: "You're just my daddy. You're not the boss of me."
Daddy: "Who's the boss of you, then?"
Hard to argue with.
And apparently, Sam picked up on this because Jesus keeps making all sorts of appearances in our chats.
Sam: [pats my face after he used the bathroom and probably didn't wash his hands]
me: [gently remove said hands from my face]
Sam: "But, Mommy, why won't you let me touch your face?"
me: "Because, honey, I don't think you washed your hands after you used the bathroom. And I'm tired of fecal matter making me sick."
Sam: [frown] "Well, Mommy, *Jesus* told me that I have to touch your face."
Sam: "You're sort of strong."
Sam: "I'd like you to be stronger, though."
Sam: "Because Jesus is stronger than you."
Sam: "We need to put lights on Jesus again."
Sam: "Because I like Jesus."
Well, I guess there are worse heroes out there. Like Barney. But I digress.