Dh always uses this excuse, “Mummy has to go out to work for a short while,” whenever I am out on a girls’ night out.
The next day after a girls’ night out…
K : Mummy go to work last night?
M : Yes, for a short while only.
K : I don’t like mummy to go to work?
M : Why?
K : Because I will miss mummy (complete with a sad face) Mummy don’t go to work ok, stay at home with me.
I had better treasure this response from K while it lasts, probably when he gets to primary school he might start asking me to go to work and get off his back.