Hmm. Am starting to wonder if Brynna is perhaps getting an unfortunate view of our jobs. Here is a conversation that took place at the dinner table this evening:
Brynna to Alex, searching for the right word: You an emergency?
Alex: No.
Brynna: You an engineer?
Alex: Yes.
Hilary: And do you know what engineers do?
Brynna: Yes!
Hilary: What do they do?
Brynna: They go to work!
Hilary: Well, yes, but when they are at work, they build things. Dada builds things. Do you know what Mama is?
Brynna: A doctor!
Hilary: Yes! And what do doctors do?
Brynna: They go to the hospital.
(We did later reach the point that doctors help fix people, but jeez.)
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