All those times of me laughing at my sister when they thought she was my mother just came around and bit me on the ass.
Went shopping with my roommate/boss and her two children (I’m a live-in nanny) yesterday. To make things a little easier on the mom, we split up in the store, and I took the little girl (9) with me, while she took her son (5). The little girl was messing with something by the counter, so I got onto her about it, and explained why she shouldn’t mess with it.
Cashier leans over and tells the girl “You have a smart mama.”