My Ungrateful Son Never Knew I Was a Millionaire

The formula can in the trash still had powder stuck to the bottom, and I couldn't stand to waste it.

So I picked it up, scraped it clean with a spoon, and mixed it with water to drink, just as my daughter-in-law walked in.

She let out a snide little laugh.

"Oh my, Mom, at your age you're drinking baby formula now?"

"That's the imported stuff, you know. Over five hundred dollars a can. How does it taste?"

"I've still got more in my room. Want me to bring you another can?"

When my son heard about it, his face went dark and he laid into me.