My Wonderful Wife: “I made the dinner, so you kids need to clean up the dishes.”

Little Miss Thing, age 5: “I can’t.”

Me: “And why not?”

LMT: “It’s bad for my self esteem.”

Me: “I think I’ll take that risk.”



Walking into an elementary school, arms full of heavy backpacks. I come to a big heavy fire door that I can’t possibly open myself. Suddenly a tiny 2nd grader boy appears and opens the door.

Tiny dude: “I’m holding the door for you.”

Me: “Yes, and thank you very much.”

TD: “You are welcome, big hairy guy.”

Me: ….