When the Jones family moved into their new house, everyone was excited. The place was bigger, brighter, and had enough rooms for the children to finally stop arguing over space.

A few days after they settled in, a visiting relative came over to see the new home. She walked through the living room, admired the kitchen, looked out into the garden, and then turned to five-year-old Sammy with a smile.

“So, Sammy,” she asked, “how do you like your new house?”

Sammy’s face lit up immediately.

“It’s terrific!” he said proudly.

The relative laughed. “Really? What do you like best about it?”

Sammy began counting on his fingers.

“Well, I have my own room now,” he said. “And Mike has his own room too. And Jamie has her own room.”

“That sounds wonderful,” the relative replied.

Sammy nodded seriously, as if he had thought deeply about the situation.

“Yes, it’s very nice,” he said. “Everybody has so much more space now.”

Then he paused for a moment, lowered his voice a little, and added with genuine concern,

“But poor Mom is still in with Dad.”