It only takes twenty-four hours with my family to gather some quality sound bites. Without further ado, here are a few. Happy Sunday.
Sitting at the dinner table on Saturday night, my aunt explains to us an “angel reading” that she attended at a friend’s house:
“None of my angels were there. I just had the standard angels.”
“Oh, what are the standard angels?” I ask.
“Um, Gabriel, Michael, you know the angel names.”
Later that night, watching TV with my parents and grandparents:
“I see double sometimes,” Grammy says.
“So, how many people do you see on the TV right now?” my dad asks. (There is one skateboarder on the screen.)
“Two,” Grammy says.
(Another skateboarder comes on the screen.)
“What about now?” Dad asks.
“Four.”
(A commercial comes on, with three actors.)
“What about now?”
(And so on and so forth…)
Sunday, in a clothing store with my mom, cousin Sam, Aunt Val, and Grammy:
“Kiki, are you going to buy that hat?” Grammy asks, pointing at the black hat on my head. “It’s really cute.”
“The hat I am wearing right now?” I ask.
“Yes, I like it a lot.”
“This is my hat, Grammy. I’ve been wearing it all day.”
Later in the afternoon on Sunday, getting ready to go back into the city.
“Rob, is the chicken almost done?” Mom asks Dad. Then, turning to me, “I made Austin a roast chicken since he wasn’t here for dinner last night.”
(An entire chicken in the oven for Austin.)
Kiki -
ReplyDeleteIf you are truly an optimist, you would have realized it was positive that Big G only saw one hat on your head!
Uncle Duncle
Haha. Poor Big G. She told me to come after you next time...
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