Warrick and Stafford were playing with their Lego City.
The next thing I knew, they had collected my dusters and were playing a new game.
It was called Butler.
And they did just what they thought a butler ought.
They dusted and dusted and dusted.
When was time for dinner, they told me that butlers didn't eat dinner.
They continued their manic dusting.
I wasn't about to let a workaholic butler get in the way of a family meal.
So I fired them.
It's a rough world out there, but
a mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do.