Taylor called me while I was at work today, and said "Daddy, it's broken!"

 

"What's broken honey?"

 

"It's broken Daddy!"

 

"Taylor, what is broken?"

"It's a broken bulb light in my play room!"

 

"Is it dark in your play room?"

 

"Yes it's dark!  There's a broken bulb light!"

 

"You mean a light bulb?"

 

"Yes a broken light bulb, you need to fix it!"

 

"Taylor, mommy know how to change a light bulb, have her do it for you."

 

"No Mommy can't do it, you need to!"

 

It was at this point that I was reminded of the old joke "How many blondes does it take to change a light bulb.  Five.  One to hold the light and four to spin the ladder."  I guess Taylor was right Mommy can't do it she only had three blondes.  Meaning the light bulb was still burned out and waitig for me to change when I got home.