My wife asks our son, “Why do you have to argue about everything?”
“I’m stubborn,” he says. “It’s all part of puberty.”
“Well, I’m getting old,” she says, “and part of that is I’m not going to put up with a lot of nonsense.”
My wife asks our son, “Why do you have to argue about everything?”
“I’m stubborn,” he says. “It’s all part of puberty.”
“Well, I’m getting old,” she says, “and part of that is I’m not going to put up with a lot of nonsense.”