by Mr. Sheehy
The subject: an empty box of diapers.
The setting: Sammy’s room (also the playroom)
Mommy: Ellen, would you take this box and put it by the front door so Daddy can throw it away for me?
Ellen (after taking the box, as she walks down the hall): Okay, I just hafta–
Mommy: Ellen, we’re not putting anything in the box. We’re just leaving it so we can throw it away.
It’s not just that Mother knows best. It’s that Mother knows.