Remember The Nose War?
Well, now it’s a fork.
There’s a fork on the bookcase by the front door, and it’s been there for at least a week. Maybe two weeks. My teenager asked me about it, without implying that he might be willing to take it back to the kitchen. I told him that I didn’t know what it was doing on the bookcase, but I wasn’t going to move it, either. He understood.
Now it has taken the place of The Nose. My husband has obviously seen the fork, since nothing escapes his eagle eye (especially things that are kitchen-related.)
We’ll see what happens.
Do any of you play these childish games with your partner? If not, you’re really missing out on the true essence of marriage.