Ages ago some new mother wrote Readers’ Digest about some koffee klatch she attended where the subject was children. When she started in on what she was suffering with the newborn, the woman beside her said, “You think that’s tough, wait till she’s two!” The next woman said, “You think two’s tough, wait till they’re 10!” A third woman said, “You think that’s tough, wait till they become teenagers!” This one-upsmanship (one-upswomanship?) continued up through the ages until finally one old lady croaked, “You think that’s tough, wait till they’re 52!!”
Ages ago some new mother wrote Readers’ Digest about some koffee klatch she attended where the subject was children. When she started in on what she was suffering with the newborn, the woman beside her said, “You think that’s tough, wait till she’s two!” The next woman said, “You think two’s tough, wait till they’re 10!” A third woman said, “You think that’s tough, wait till they become teenagers!” This one-upsmanship (one-upswomanship?) continued up through the ages until finally one old lady croaked, “You think that’s tough, wait till they’re 52!!”