Karl listened from the other room as his wife, Holly, patiently said to their five-year-old, "Please pick up your toys, Maureen." After a few minutes, Holly again reminded their daughter. Finally Holly asked, "Why aren't you picking your things up?" Karl rolled his eyes when he heard Maureen answer, "I'm playing house and I'm the dad, so I don't know where anything goes."
Submitted by IN SEINE
Thursday, 14 June 2012