Small Town Check

I had just moved from an apartment to a house in the same small town. One day at the grocery store, I used the last of my personalized checks bearing my old address. The cashier examined the document and asked if everything on it was correct. I assured her that it was, and she started to put the check in the cash drawer. But then she inquired again if everything was accurate.

"Why do you ask?" I responded.

"Because," she replied, "my husband and I moved to this apartment yesterday, and I don't remember seeing you at breakfast."

Army Fib

While my six-year-old daughter of the space age and I were reviewing some old photographs, we came across a picture of me when I was a captain in the Army Reserves.

"Daddy, were you in a war?"

"Yes," I fibbed, just to see what her reaction would be.

Wide-eyed, she gasped, "Against what planet?"

New baby brother

"I don't want a new baby." Our oldest son Brian was pretty adamant when I told him his father and I were expecting a third child. We'd survived the first round of sibling rivalry when his younger brother, Damian, was born, so we were surprised that he was digging in his heels over a new baby.

We spent about and hour trying to convince him it was a positive thing. Three-year-old Brian made his stand about this new baby, and neither logic nor persuasion could budge him.

Puzzled, I finally confronted him with a straight-forward question, "Why don't you want a new baby?"

With wide and teary eyes, Brian looked straight at me and said, "Because I like Damian, and I want to keep him."