There You Are

(While surfing the Internet at work, I see a meme that says “Just when I think my son is a little carbon copy of his father, that he inherited nothing me from, he trips over his own feet and slams into a wall. I say to myself, Ahh… there I am.” At the end of my work day, my husband and seven-year-old son come to pick me up. I notice my son has a black eye.)

Me: “What happened?”

Husband: “He was running around the house, tripped over his own feet, and ran face first into the wall.”

Me: “…”