Who’s the boss

(This week, I’m traveling with my son to visit family. Hubster is at home. I’m soaking up the quality time and the gold my little bug is dropping left and right.)

“Mom, I see a lot of bosses here.” 

(I ask, how do you know they are bosses?)

“they are dressed with a thing around their neck that hangs down.”

(A tie?) 

“yeah. Like Obama. Obama wears a tie.”