One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me.

I was maybe 2 1/2 years old and had just recovered from an accident.

Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a get-well gift and it was
one of my favorite toys.

Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I
brought Daddy a little cup of "tea", which was just water. After
several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came
home.

My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of
tea, because it was "just the cutest thing!" My Mom waited, and sure
enough, I walked down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she
watched him drink it up.

Then she says, (as only a mother would know... :) "Did it ever occur
to you that the only place that your daughter can reach to get water
is the toilet?"