Danielle: "Okay Charley, I have a VERY important job for you."
Charley: "Okay Mommy."
Danielle: "I need you to hold these car keys for me. We are leaving the store now, I have no pockets, and I have to carry Zander, the backpack, and our bags. So it's a very important job for you to hold these keys until we get to the car, okay?"
Charley: (yelling in an annoyed tone) "But THAT is not my job!!! My job is NOT to hold car keys!!!"
Danielle: "Well, then what is your job Charley?"
Charley: "Just to go to the car. That is my ONLY job."
Danielle: (thinking to myself) Only fifteen more years to go . . .
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