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Funny stuff from the "little ones"
07/07/2006 12:06 PM
The innocence of children, isn't it fun? I have a wonderful story to
share with you and I hope you all take it in the context intended. Remember this
child is but three years old.
Ed's sister Ella was in town over Memorial Day weekend and shared with us a
story about her granddaughter. It seems the little one, who has two bigger
brothers, was playing on her swing set when she fell sideways, hurting her
crotch. She runs into the house, holding her wounded self, crying, "I hurt my
nuts!" How does a grandmother keep a straight face and show concern at a time
like that?
As I shared the story with the office, Donna Kentch tells us about their
son Alan handing his son Adam a lobster Beanie Baby, which scared Adam to death
as he screamed for them to get it out of there, "I'm not going to touch that!"
Many years ago, well, come to think of it, many, many years ago (38) Donn
received a Christmas present from his Grandma and Grandpa Speck. It was one of
those big black stuffed monkeys with a yellow banana in his hand, his arms
outstretched for hugging kid's necks, and (I think) it was wearing red and
yellow clothes ... something very bright. Big eyes,
big face, big ears. The works. Ed picked it up and held it toward Donn (or
shoved it in Donn's face, depending on how the story is translated) and scared
the child into a screaming fit. Took quite awhile to get him to have anything to
do with that monkey.
So, they tell me little Isaac Thomas (4) decided to run away from home a
couple of weeks ago. He had been at Grandma Harmon's house and apparently got
his little feelings hurt and said he was running away from home. So, he goes to
his home so he could run away from it and ran all the way to his tree house, but
soon realized he had a serious problem because he didn't have a watch and how
was he going to know when it was Christmas?!? Funnnnnnnnnny. I love it.
Then Taylor got her little finger caught in an electric window and the
little thing swelled up right proud. Two hours later the darned thing was "still
blinking." Makes me remember when Casey had his little toe stomped off by a
horse and in the middle of the night he was whimpering because it was going
"boom, boom, boom".
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