Who's my boss?

Yesterday when Diva and I were walking into the house after work/school, she said this to me:

"You're the mom, so YOU work for ME. I just get to do girly, daughter things. But, you do get to stay up later because you're the mom."

She said this in such a matter of fact way. There was nothing bossy or rude about it. Simply how Diva looks at our relationship. And she's kind of right, I DO work for her. In many, many ways. And I wouldn't change a thing.