Daddy’s words come back

Ok, so tonight’s dinner was going like normal.  The conversation goes something like this:

Emmelyn:  Starts fussing.
Morgan:  “Emmelyn! We don’t need any of that mess.”
Daddy: “Morgan! We don’t need any of that mess.”
Morgan (to Daddy): “Don’t worry about what I am doing and eat your food.”

Now, at this point, Mommy is trying desperately to stifle laughter.  Christy, Savannah’s nurse, is also trying to keep from breaking up over the comment.  I muster all the authority I can:

(To Morgan):  “You don’t ever talk to me like that.”

I am trying my best to keep from looking at Mommy or Christy so as to keep my composure.  Unfortunately, Mommy let a chuckle slip, which caused me to lose all credibility.  I couldn’t help it…I laughed.