Too Smart…

I walk into my bedroom and there he is: TV tuned to Fanboy and ChumChum, iPhone in his hands (a few clicks away from purchasing Daddy a new app).  I say, “Hey, what are you doing?  We are not getting into all this multitasking just yet.”

He looks at me innocently.  Then smiles like a devil.

I continue, “Pick one.  TV or Daddy’s phone.”

He looks at me and says, “I want TV… on Daddy’s phone.”

Thank you and good night.  I am done for.