Butler

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.