What’s more powerful: an explosion of anger and frustration, or the barely contained explosion, the one that is glimpsed at the surface, but never actually happens?

Sometimes, it’s better to just put the shovel down, and accept that you’re standing in a hole.

What happens when a 6-year old starts thinking deep thoughts? Whacking. And no, you’re not allowed to yell at me for whacking my six-year old. Not until you read this, at any rate. Then you can yell all you like.

There are plenty of laws out there that I disagree with. This isn’t one of them.

I still maintain that the original plan described in today’s tale was a good one. I had no way of knowing just how badly it would turn against me.

It’s easy to take shots at the Florida education system, but my kids have been blessed with some truly talented teachers, this tale notwithstanding.

I’ve been wanting to try this trick for as long as I can remember, ever since I watched Bugs Bunny do it to Daffy Duck. Thanks, Bugs!

Here’s a line to use the next time someone is upset with you – if you don’t ever want to see that person again, that is.

Tired? Worn out? Need a break from the hustle and bustle of the day? Come to our house – just make sure the kids aren’t here when you do.

I gotta give the little guy credit for this one. It was a really good try.