being boss

I was fixing dinner. Damian was in the laundry room. I overheard him talking to the cats: "I'll show you who's boss around here!"

"I think they know who's boss, Damian."

"Yeah, me. I'm boss."

A beat, in which I tried not to imagine the things he was doing to the cats. (For what it's worth, I heard no yowls.) Then I heard his voice again. "I like being boss."

"I can understand that. It's nice to be boss."

He thought about it some more. "Maybe when I grow up I'll be a drummer and an inventor and a director too, because I like being boss and directors get to be boss." Another pause while he contemplated being an adult. "If I still like being boss when I'm grown up."

I suspect he will. Like it, that is. Direct? Who knows?

Posted by Tamar at February 2, 2005 11:28 PM