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The Birthday Gift
Little Gordon's dad had been promising for years that he could have a hunting bow when he turned 12.
On his birthday, he unwrapped his gift box, revealing the long, sought for bow. Yet Gordon was still disappointed. "But dad, where are the arrows?"
His cautious father replied, "I never promised you arrows, Gordon."
My wife cannot ride in a car without telling whoever is driving what to do, when to do it, etc. She is, bar none, the worst backseat driver in the world. I have long thought this, though she would deny it.
She claims she seldom, if ever, makes comments about my driving. I, of course, claim the opposite. And now I have proof!
The other day, we were headed to the mall and my daughter piped up, "Daddy, before you married Mommy, who told you how to drive?"