As I age, I’m becoming more old farty, and I get testy over the tiniest changes. For example:
My littlest grandson Varric: "I'm going to kinder someday."
Middle grandson Rowan: "You're too little to go to kinder!"
Varric: "I didn't say I was going to kinder now! I said I was going to kinder some day!"
Gamma (me): "Wait a minute. Wait just a minute! Kinder? What's Kinder? Do you mean kindergarten?"
Varric & Rowan nod.
Gamma: "When did they start calling it just kinder? When did they shorten it to kinder? Is it too difficult for nowadays people to say kindergarten?"
Varric & Rowan staring at me, puzzled.
Gamma: "Was it such a huge word that they had to shorten it, because they no longer have time to say 4 syllables? Geez, what a bunch of lazy…!” (I look down at my grandsons.)
Varric & Rowan were just standing there looking at me, probably thinking their Gamma was going to go crazy all over the place. Realizing that I was being eyed by them…
Gamma: (I grabbed them both up, and squeezed them tight and said,) "I sure do love you guys!"
As Rowan was walking away, I heard him mumble something that sounded like turbed, as in disturbed or old turd, or something like that.
State laws you may need to know about...
In West Virginia… Don't attempt to substitute a hunting dog with a ferret. Anyone who hunts, catches, takes, kills, injures, or pursues a wild animal or bird with a ferret will face a fine of no less than $100 (but no more than $500) and no less than 10 (but no more than 100) days in jail.
In Hawaii… Men from the Orakama tribe are not permitted to eat their second wife.
I love you all! Thank you for reading. Remember… don’t run with scissors, and call your Muther and Grandmuther, I know that they would love that.