My supervisor

This morning, while Norah was napping, Lolo wanted to play playdoh. I don't know how this happened exactly, but after a while, I noticed that I was the only one making our playdoh creations. I asked Lolo why she wasn't making anything. She looked at me and said very matter-of-factly, "I supervising." Ohhhh. And then, to top it all off, I hear Norah crying because she woke up. I got up to go get her and Lolo says "Mama, you need to focus!" Boy, how the things I say to her come back to haunt me!