Coat Ordeal
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Loading ...A young, frazzled mother stood inside the front door, her arms full of coats. Four small children scurried around her.
Her husband, coming down the stairs with every hair in place, asked why she was just standing there.
“Here,” she said, handing him the coats.
“This time, YOU put the children into their coats, and I’ll go sit in the car and honk the horn.”
