Who’s the boss?
Dressed warmly for walking to school this morning, Caleb stood at the front door with his dad and sisters. He looked up and said, “Dad, when I get big and have a wife, when my wife is out, I’m going to be in charge, right?”
Caleb got a little annoyed with me when I laughed out loud. It was an honest question.
“No, I’m sorry, son. She’ll leave you a list.”
Hahahahahahahaha! I don’t bother leaving you lists (anymore).