My poor husband. He is frequently the butt of family jokes, particularly from my son and I. I’d like to say he’s laughing with us, but really, he’s not. Generally, he’s a pretty good sport. Every now and then, though, he’ll let us know he’s had enough. So, we’ve been trying to be more careful of his feelings, but still . . .
On a recent car trip, my daughter and I were tweaking Dad. He was being very patient, but I could tell we were getting under his skin.
“Aw, honey,” I said, intending to tell him we wouldn’t tease him if we didn’t love him, “We only tease you . . .”
“Because it’s fun!” said my daughter from the back seat.
Snide Reply 
Leave a reply to philosophermouseofthehedge Cancel reply