Is that all you do

Recently my 4 year old son was eating breakfast (a minor miracle in itself, probably helped by the fact it was his very specific order of four pieces of bread (NOT TOAST) cut into dinosaur shapes, one with strawberry jam, one with Nutella, one with peanut butter, one with vegemite, plus a babycino with marshmallows (I know, just like Bandit I'm a dodgy dad).As I was gathering my things preparing to leave for the day ahead he casually asked, "Dad, what do you do at work?".I did not want to be further delayed (see -ridiculous breakfast order above), knowing these conversations can extend and diverge across wildly different topics, usually ending in a soliloquy on type A road trains and concrete mixers (thank you civil engineer grandfather), so I simply replied "my work involves finding information for doctors and nurses at the hospital so they can know what to do to help sick patients get better".