Bubba got off the bus and was excited that daddy was home to get him off of the bus. He frantically waved a large piece of construction paper as he ran toward daddy.
"I made this for you! I made this for you daddy!" Bubba screamed.
As daddy ooohed and aaahed over the paper, I--like usual--tried to make conversation.
"That's a wonderful zebra in a cage," I stated emphatically.
"No mom. It's just art!" he retorted.
I never seem to get it right.
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