My kindergarten-aged daughter suddenly announced just before school that she needed to take a clean tee shirt to class. She told us the teacher was going to iron an anti-drug message on it.
My wife frantically swept through my daughter’s room, finding nothing usable but one tee shirt that already had something printed on one side. She sent it off to school with my daughter.
That afternoon, my daughter returned and happily showed off her shirt.
On one side it said, “Families are Forever.”
And on the other, “Be Smart, Don’t Start.”
People are forever calling me a hypochondriac, and, let me tell you, that just makes me sick.