(envision a family of four happily munching away on dinner, the sound of plates being scraped clean and groans of fulfillment.)
"That was really good," said First Born Son.
"Yup - really good, hon," concurs The Big Guy.
"Mom is ALWAYS a good cook," said Second Born Son.
(noting the patronizing tone I reply to him)
"Well, I just want to make you happy."
"Oh you are sooooo good at that," said Second Born Son. "You are always making us happy, except for me, when you won't let me play on the Wii, but we're not going to go there now, are we....."
I need to start selling tickets......