Wednesday, October 7, 2009


ME: Did I tell you, Grammy? Julius has a girlfriend.

GRAMMY: A girlfriend? He’s six years old.

ME: Well, it’s not as though they’re dating, Grammy. It’s just one of those puppy love things.

GRAMMY: So who is she? Some six year old girl as mamby pamby as him? Lord, I can see it now. Mamby pamby’s in love, having mamby pamby children. Gives me the creeps.

ME: No, Grammy. Remember the duck that got eaten in the play? That’s her. They’re in the same class at school. He brought her flowers - dandelions he picked in the school yard.

GRAMMY: Oh, now there’s trouble. Better hope she’s not allergic, or you’ll have a law suit on your hands. And tell him never to touch her. Even if they’re playing tag. They’ll accuse him of sexual harassment.

ME: Grammy, it’s first grade. He doesn’t even know what sex is.

GRAMMY: Oh, get your head out of the gutter, Barbara. This isn’t about sex. This is Julius we’re talking about.

ME: What’s that supposed to mean?

GRAMMY: Murphy’s Law, Barbara. If anything can go wrong, it will. The boy’s doomed.

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Poor Julius!

Why do you have "mice" in the labels? Those rodents in the photo aren't mice! Or is "mice" some secret code?

Anonymous said...

Because that's how I labeled the photo, and I thought they they were mice. But now that you mention it, they don't seem to have tails. So what are they? Gerbils?

Diane Mayr said...

No, Barb, gerbils have tails, too. If I had to guess, I'd say hamsters.

barb said...

Well, you can probably tell we never had rodents for pets.