For Christmas, I bought my wife new beads for her abacus.
It's the little things that count!
As my Dad used to say, “when one door closes, another one opens.”
Lovely man, lousy cabinet maker though.
My wife is threatening to leave me because I’m addicted to wearing a new T-shirt every half an hour.
I said, “Wait! I can change!”
My son is now at that age where he's curious about the human body.
I guess I'll have to hide it somewhere else now.