Thursday, June 05, 2008

For the oldest child

9-14-06
While moving out of the trailer house.

Thursday: After reaching an all time high on the roof the day before, the youngest child was banished to the lowest of lows when the favorite father gave her a shovel to dig out the tire rims under the trailer. She then assured everyone, who walked by her unsuspectingly, that the fox hole would be big enough for them too real soon.
The middle child continued to hasten around with boxes, until the oldest child (who was indeed helping) got in her way, causing a loud commotion when the middle child's elbow inconveniently collided with a wooden box the oldest child was carrying. The force of the impact caused the Mento the middle child was sucking on to fly from her mouth with great force; this was more upsetting to the middle child then the pain coming from her elbow, as is evident when she wailed out in dismay, "MY MENTO!!!!" The oldest child, though feeling badly about hitting the middle child's elbow, laughed heartily at the reaction of the middle child and repeated it with much spirit to anyone who would listen for the rest of the week.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I still laugh till tears come at that memory! And the little Glow just looked at me funny. I dont think she realizes what a "mento" is. Maybe Ill read it to her again, if I can through the happy tears, and say "sucker" insted of "mento."