Hey, honey. I held dinner for as long as I could. It just got too late for them. You couldn't have given them coffee or something? I just feel like I'm missing out on their lives entirely. Hey, you sit, eat and I will fill you in. Oh, don't eat that. That's been sitting out for hours. That's for Mrs. Mulberry. This is for you. I'm sorry, who? Oh, Mrs. Mulberry. Parker has an imaginary friend. British nanny. I think he really locked into the whole Mary Poppins thing. Is that why he's sleeping with an umbrella? He carries it with him everywhere. It's a security blanket. When did this start? About a week ago, I guess. And you don't find it odd that Parker's new nanny made her appearance right at the time I went back to work? Kids have imaginary friends. It's no big deal. I agree with you to a point when they're flying kangaroos or giant robots, not surrogate mommies. Hey, Parker is having a little trouble adjusting, that's all. Apparently, so are you. Honey, don't be so sensitive. I hope you're right.