The phone rings.
"Hello," answers Nicholas. "Joe? No sir, this is Nicholas. Here is my Dad, though."
As he passes the phone to Joe, he is grinning from ear to ear.
And I know why. You see ... just last year, every time Nicholas answered the phone the caller thought it was me.
Every single time.
But now, things have changed and they think Nicholas is the man of the house.
Which makes him feel pretty darn good.