This takes place after Rob and I have finished our meal.
Ryan: “mama, I have a deal for you.”
Mama: “Ryan, I am making no deals tonight, finish your pasta.”
Ryan: “Dada, I have a deal for you.”
Dada: “Ryan, we’ve told you that you need to finish your meal, no deals.”
Ryan: “I have a deal for both of you!”
Mama and Dada, in unison: “What Ryan?!”
Ryan: “I don’t finish my dinner, and I don’t have anything else to eat the rest of the night.”
Dada: “Not going to work bud, the night is almost over, and you have to finish your dinner. You can make different deals when you move out.”
Ryan: (complete burst of tears) “I don’t want to move out!!!”
oops.
We forgot to send him the memo explaining that he will probably, most likely be moving out by the time he’s 18!
Try explaining to your 4 year old that some day he might actually want to move out.
Oh, and he only ate half of his dinner after the major episode that followed about moving out.
Anyhow, I put on my bikini and my Zune, and enjoy 1.5 uninterrupted hours of music, exercise and sun. I think in the 3 years that we’ve lived in our house I have let Rob mow the lawn once, and that was because he wanted to try the new lawn mower that he bought me for Mothers Day. Thats right, I 
