Mr. Phillips

I am babysitting while some moms are at girls camp this week, one of the little boys, Ethan, keeps calling me Mr. Phillips.
“Um, excuse me Mr. Phillips?”
At first I tried to correct him, “Oh, there is no Mr. PHillips here, but you can call me Sister Phillips”, but he keeps calling Mr. Phillips.
I think it is kind of funny, my neighbor overheard him calling me that, and she thought it was funny too. I don’t know if it really is, or if I have been around little children too much, but it does make me smile!