Stop me if you’ve heard this one. A few years ago, when Ingrid would ride someplace with me in the car and bring dolls to play with, before the time of screens or cel phones, I could listen in on the doll’s conversations every now and then.  Her dolls were discussing what needed to be done, and in the process I could tell that one of the dolls was not as interested in getting things done as she was in getting the other doll to do things for her.  The doll who was being asked to be a personal assistant snapped at the lazy, princess doll “Clean you own windows!”.

At that moment, I saw the answer to all personal complaints.

Jai Guru…