I might be getting "let go."

In the very least, I've been demoted. Up until about 2 weeks ago, I was the go-to person for any and all household happenings - playing Monkey Dominoes, skinned knees, making chocolate milk, etc. But lately, Jacob has been way more interested in his Daddy. Don't get me wrong; I'm still the one he comes to when he's hurt or sad, but Mark is definitely way more fun through the eyes of a 4-year old boy when it comes to wrestling, figuring out Transformers, making fart noises, and generally being a boy. Which is actually nice because now, while they mow the lawn together, I can silently paint my toenails without constantly having to explain why boys don't get to do the same thing.