The day Mamma gets delayed.
The Boys- Mamma, where are you
Mamma- lies through her teeth- I am in office (not restaurant/ shop)
Boys- kyon still work kar raha hai (why are you still working)
Mamma tries to tell in a sympathy gathering voice- work is there that's why
Boys- where are the aunties from office (meaning are rest of the colleagues also working)
What time will you come. Will you come by 8 o'clock?
Or will you come only by school time
(meaning if I come home after they have slept, they will see me only next morning and will howl- Bole they.. ki school time mein tum aegaa)
Not even the husband has ever asked me such questions ever.
In fact he is happy if I am late- he can happily watch TV and do all the things I hate.