Maturity??? Could it be?

Brendan called me from home, while he was babysitting Keera and asked if I could pick up posterboard on the way home.  I asked why and he said he had a project he had to do.  I asked, "For tomorrow"? (as in December 15th?)  His response was, "No, it's due January 11th."

My response - "Who are you and what did you do with my son, Brendan"?

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