Hello? Is anybody in there?

Huh?

This morning I had a conversation with Michael that made me want to bang my head against a wall.  It went something like this:

Vicky: Michael, time to get dressed.

Michael:  (standing next to me, not getting dressed) Is Jesse here?

Vicky: (changing Peter's diaper) No, Jesse left for school.

Michael: (still not getting dressed) Is Daddy still here?

Vicky: No, Daddy took Jesse to school.  Now get some clothes on.

Michael: (opening a dresser drawer) Do we have to take Jesse to school?

Vicky: No, Jesse is already gone.  Get dressed.

Michael: (pulling out some clothes) I don't want to take Jesse to school.

Vicky: (starting to get seriously annoyed) We're not taking Jesse to school!  Jesse is already gone.  I just want you to get dressed.

Michael: (with a wail) But I don't want to go anywhere!

Vicky: (finally losing it) WE'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!  WE'RE STAYING HERE!  I JUST WANT YOU TO GET DRESSED, OKAY?!!


I swear it was like I was talking to a brick wall.  Nothing penetrated.

That's another gray hair for me.