Nobody Likes It When

...Milo calls his preschool teacher "Mama." While I realize that 1) "Miss-jess-i-ca" has many syllables and 2) said Miss Jessica is a sweet, nubile creature with a certain Snow White quality, the boy is forgetting which side his bread is buttered on (and who toasts said whole grain bread. And applies the butter. And accompanies it with organic turkey sausage.).

Mama? Oh, don't mind me. I'm over here with a bit of your lunch smeared on my left shoulder and 3 guys and 2 trucks in my pocket. We're cool.

[Ed. note: We here at are starting a new series: Nobody Likes it When. We'd say "enjoy," except that it's a pretty grouchy little series. Instead: Harumph. Commiserate.]