It’s Raining Men-Child
(It’s raining out and my husband and I are under the covered area in front of our door as I fish out my keys. He is circling around, stomping his feet.)
Me: “What are you doing?”
Husband: *stops and stares at me*
Me: “Were you just making footprints?”
Husband: *grinning proudly* “Uh-huh.”
Me: *sigh* “I married a five year old.”
Question of the Week
Tell us your story about a customer who couldn't understand the most simple concept.
