Okay daddy, we got this.
We don’t need mommy to make sure I get to school okay.
Follow me this way.
Pick up the pace daddy. We don’t want to be late.
You still there?
If I stop to look, it could really throw off my rhythm.
Look! We’re almost to the playground.
That’s the first thing we do when I get to school.
What? I didn’t know you and mommy talked to each other.
I guess I forgot we don’t play first.
Oops! My bad!
Uhoh! They’re on to you!
Just stand still and look cute. That’ll distract ’em.
I keep trying.
Foiled again! Your only hope is a breakdown in communication.
They’re married. I thought they would always have a breakdown.