Mother’s Day

Ta-DA! Behold my Mother’s Day gift:

Some of you are saying, “What a lousy present.”

Some of you are saying, “A hose?  She got a hose for Mother’s Day?”

Some of you think we adopted an eight-year-old.  No, he is the same one we already had, though from the rate of growth in these boys I can understand your confusion.

NO!  IT’S THE STORM DOOR!  I HAVE A STORM DOOR!

Some of you are again saying, “What a lousy present.”

Let me tell you something, friends.  If you had four boys under the age of ten who are inandoutandinandout ALL.  DAY.  LONG. you would be thanking merciful Heaven for your storm door, too.  This little invention is saving me from saying “Shut the door!” about 2,376,482 times in the next year alone.

And that, my friends, is a Happy Mother’s YEAR.

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