What are moms for?

Nate: Mom, can you read "Percy Jackson" now?

Robyn: Give me 15 minutes. I'm talking to your dad.

Nate (sets the timer and then comes back exactly 15 minutes later): Ok, Mom. It's been 15 minutes. Here's the book. Let's read.

Robyn: Ok bud, just a few minutes more.

Nate (beginning to whine): How many?

Robyn: Five.

Nate (resets timer for 5 minutes and then comes back just slightly before it goes off): Ok. What about now? Can you read NOW?

Rod: Hey Nate, your mom and I were talking.

Nate: Well she is supposed to read this book to me.

Rod: Is that what you think she is--your book reader?

Aimee (who has been watching Nate and keeping track of the time also): No, she is a food maker and a room cleaner too.

Robyn (lets out a sigh): Yep, that about sums it up.