What a Card
Father's Day was near when I brought my three-year-old son, Tyler, to the card store. Inside, I showed him the cards for dads and told him to pick one.
When I looked back, Tyler was picking up one card after another, opening them up and quickly shoving them back into slots, every which way. 'Tyler, what are you doing?' I asked. 'Haven't you found a nice card for Daddy yet?'
'No,' he replied. 'I'm looking for one with money in it.'