Family Peacekeeper Pillows

"These family dinners have become a lot friendlier since we started wearing nametags."

Thanksgiving Family Get-Togethers

"Does a new Civil War mean we don't have to go to your sister's for Thanksgiving?"

"I don’t see how confirming who I like best will help this situation."

"Dad, I have to tell you...I would never do anything behind your back. Smiley and I were in my room studying...nothing more, nothing less. I would never disrespect your house and your rules."

'You'll have to wait a few minutes. My mom and dad are involved in a power struggle.'

'How should I know why my daughter has not spoken to me in over a month, stupid.'

'My Mom and Dad get along beautifully, but occasionally there are flare ups.'

"There was no other choice, Mom. It was a double dog dare."

"My granddaughter's first words to me were 'OK, Boomer.' I have no idea what that even means."

'I'm glad you guys could work this out in a reasonable manner.'

Nelson Mandela in despair over the crime rates in SA.

'I can't control my anger when people get too close to my kids...'

"That's the last time I'm going to allow politics to be discussed in the office."

Wedding Day Itinerary.

Home Sweet Home

'Never mind about buying that trampoline. I love your new bed!'

Self-Help Books Families for Lockdown

Armed forces waiting with nothing to do.

"I can't even remember what we were fighting about."

Dog ignores angry cat.

Human rights

"The session isn't quite going to plan."

The problem is, too many people aren't the least bit particular about their arrows.

"Perhaps we got off on the wrong paw."

"World War III? Hmm. O.K., but, remember, nobody gets hurt."

"Do you ever have days when you can't seem to rise above petty politics?"

'So we're agreed: we'll go to mediation.'

'Eddy! Can you check that recall list on the toy website again to see if this swing is included?'

'How long have you been fighting?'

"This is our new head of conflict resolution."

Uncle Mort, you fought in Korea, right? You think that war will start up again? Not if I can help it. It was the morning of July 27, nineteen hundred and fifty-three. I was pinned down on Pork Chop Hill. My bazooka had run out of ammo. All I could find to load into it was a stuffed panda bear. I loaded it and fired that bear into the maw of the enemy. It struck one of them atop the noggin. Moments later, the armistice was signed. Every July 27th, I awaken at dawn and chuck that same panda at the

"Go ask your mother ... and I'll tell you why she's wrong."

"I thought we agreed that the dining room was a buffer zone."

'Negotiating skills need fine tuning.'