“The elephant left the room,” Annie insisted.
“No! The elephant never left the room,” Norton snorted back.
Dad interrupted. “Both wrong. The saying goes: ‘the elephant in the room.”
“But what if the elephant has never been in the room?” the younger sibling Norton asked.
“Then he couldn’t have left the room, silly.” Annie made a weird face.
Norton looked around before letting out a squeal. “Mommy, it’s gone!”
As he ran out, Baxter rushed in. Dangling from the dog’s mouth was a stream of saliva and Norton’s plush toy.
“You see,” Dad said. “The elephant is in the room.”
“No! The elephant never left the room,” Norton snorted back.
Dad interrupted. “Both wrong. The saying goes: ‘the elephant in the room.”
“But what if the elephant has never been in the room?” the younger sibling Norton asked.
“Then he couldn’t have left the room, silly.” Annie made a weird face.
Norton looked around before letting out a squeal. “Mommy, it’s gone!”
As he ran out, Baxter rushed in. Dangling from the dog’s mouth was a stream of saliva and Norton’s plush toy.
“You see,” Dad said. “The elephant is in the room.”
