Keep Your Heart Free From Men

My son, Harris, was throwing a massive tantrum in the middle of the store, demanding a $50 box of organic luxury strawberries. There were only twenty in the box.

I bit the bullet and bought them. But as soon as we got home, he sneaked off to feed them to our dog. He didn’t even let me taste a single one.

With a smug look on his face, he scoffed, "You’re spending my dad’s money anyway. How dare you try to eat my food?"

I tried to reason with him, but he just rolled his eyes.

"My last name is Schmidt. All the money in this house belongs to the Schmidts. You have no right to lecture me."