Life Is A Cake-Walk
(It is the morning of my daughter’s second birthday party. She has found the cupcakes I made the night before, and is very excited. She and her older brother have come into our bedroom.)
Husband: “You’re two today, so you get two cupcakes!”
Daughter: “Yay!”
Son: “And I’m four, so I get four cupcakes!”
Husband: “Yeah! And Daddy gets—”
Me: “I didn’t make that many cupcakes, dear.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?