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A man has six children, and heβs absolutely beaming with pride over his “accomplishments”…
He struts around town with the swagger of a man who believes he’s single-handedly populated the Earth.
He’s so pleased with himself that he begins to refer to his wife, much to her annoyance, as “Mother of Six”…
It doesn’t matter if they’re at home, at the grocery store, or out with friends – heβs relentless.
“Mother of Six, can you pass the salt?”
“Mother of Six, did you pick up the dry cleaning?”
She rolls her eyes every time, but he just grins, basking in what he considers his undeniable success.
One evening, they attend a fancy party with all their friends and acquaintances…
The man is mingling with guests, entertaining them with tales of fatherhood, and, of course, dropping his wife’s new title at every opportunity.
“Ah yes, Iβd like you to meet the Mother of Six,” he says, puffing out his chest, while his wife sips her drink, trying to keep her patience.
As the night wears on and the party starts winding down, the man decides itβs time to leave…
He scans the room for his wife, but sheβs nowhere to be seen.
Figuring she might be ready to go too, he decides to make a grand exit…
He cups his hands around his mouth and shouts across the crowded room, “Shall we go home, Mother of Six?”
The room falls silent, and heads turn, eyebrows raised…
His wife, standing by the hors d’oeuvres, feels a flush of heat rise to her cheeks.
Sheβs had just about enough of his antics…
So, without missing a beat, she puts down her plate, turns around, and in a voice just as loud and clear…
She calls back, “Anytime youβre ready… “
“Father of Four!”
Dave
September 9, 2024 @ 6:52 pm
She put him in his place ha ππ
Anonymous
September 8, 2024 @ 9:01 am
Good for her.