The Mysterious Toolbox
One day, Dad’s toolbox went missing. “Who took my sacred toolbox?” he bellowed.
The kids looked at each other innocently. “Not us, Dad.”
Days later, the youngest finally confessed. “I borrowed it to build a birdhouse.”
Dad sighed, “You could’ve just asked!”
“But Dad,” she replied, “you always say, ‘Don’t mess with the toolbox unless you want to fix everything in the house.’ I wasn’t ready for that kind of responsibility.”
Dad smiled. “Well, at least I know the toolbox is safe. And next time, we’ll build the birdhouse together. Just don’t use my duct tape—it’s sacred!”
