Monday

Trumped

The B: Daddy, you're fired!

The Dad: Huh, what?

The B: Daddy, you're fired!

The Dad: Do you know what that means?

The B: Yeah, it means you're excited.

The Dad: Well, actually it means dismissal. Mostly form a job. Like, if we asked [the woman that cleans our house] to stop coming and working for us. If we told her that we didn't want to pay her to work for us any more and that we wanted our house key back then we'd "fire" her. We'd say, in essence, "you're fired." So, you telling me that I'm fired means that I don't work with you anymore. [And even more clear, loving, and thoughtful explanation from dad to drive home the point and seal the deal! Blah-blah-blah.]

[Short pause in conversation]

The B: Daddy, you're fired!