Yep, Grandparents, it’s official. You’re invoked on every disagreement, big or small. We make you angry a lot. The kids and I were driving home last night and Mylo hit me with a doosie.

Mylo: Mommy, I daddy’s son and Lola your son.
Holli: No, honey, Lola’s my daughter. You are my son.
Mylo: No. I Daddy’s son. I’m not your son.
Holli: Ok, sweetie, you’re Daddy’s son.
Mylo: Yeah, and Lola your son.
Holli: No, bud, Lola’s my daughter. She’s a girl, so that makes her a daughter.
Mylo: Errrrrrgh! {teeth clenched} You’re making my grandparents ANGRY. You be in BIG trouble.

We make the grandparents angry at least twice a day. Sometimes, he’ll switch it up, and tell us, “When I tell my grandparents, you be in big trouble, and they be ANGRY.”