I got got!  And I got got good.  I was teasing her just the other night about her getting got by Robert by saying something like he was just being a Weaver.  And then she gets me tonight.  I am speaking of Kathy, mild timid (!) Kathy.  I'm sitting in my office when Zach comes in followed by Richard and Kathy.  (They are tending him until tomorrow night.)  Kathy walks by as if to go upstairs, then turns back and tells me that her birthday is next week and that Richard is not going to be working for me on that day.  No equivocation, no hesitation, but with conviction and determination.  I am speechless.  How can I argue?  I wither.  Some time later when they are gone and I go up and find that grandma hasn't put Colton to bed yet and I ask what day next week is Kathy's birthday.  Sheila chuckles a bit as she tells me that is is on Saturday!  Her chuckles increase and grow and she enjoys the moment almost as much as if she did it to me herself.  I have to call Richard and Kathy and express "touche!" you got me.  I fell for it completely.  So welcome Kathy.  You've been here for months and officially too, but now, now, well, what can I say?  I yield to you this time. 
But it ain't over, until its over.