After dinner, I asked my son, Alex, to wash his plate, and suddenly, he burst out:
“Why should I do this? I’m not your slave!”
“Slave?” I sighed, trying to stay calm. “How does helping out make you my slave?”
After dinner, I asked my son, Alex, to wash his plate, and suddenly, he burst out:
“Why should I do this? I’m not your slave!”
“Slave?” I sighed, trying to stay calm. “How does helping out make you my slave?”