Today, while I was at work I missed a phone call from the eldest spawn. So, I texted him to find out what was up.
I called Ted to see if the house was filled with carbon monoxide. No answer.
Then, I called the eldest spawn. Even though he is obviously clueless that he might want to be slightly concerned.
Me: What the hell?
Eldest Spawn: I’m pretty sure it’s just the battery.
Me: What if it isn’t? It didn’t occur to you to crack a window or something?
Eldest Spawn: Don’t worry Mom. We aren’t going to die from carbon monoxide.
Me: Go open the back door to let air in until I can get home.
The spawn argue with each other about who is going to open the back door.
Me: I have a meeting, please someone just open the damn door.
The spawn argue some more.
Me: You’d better open that door, so you don’t die before I can get home and strangle you.