So I think the fact that I work outside of the home is starting to make an impression on Snook. Here's the conversation we had the other day:
S: Bye, Mom.
M: Where are you going?
S: To work.
M: Oh, okay.
S: I will be home very late.
M: (playing along) Okay, dinner will be ready when you get home.
S: What are we having for dinner?
M: Um, chicken pot pie.
S: (2 seconds later) I'm home, Mom.
M: Hi honey.
S (aka Archie Bunker): Where's my pie?
This was not the impression I was hoping for.