As the old man, one sees many interesting things. Our # 1 child at age 2, thought he was a lightning sleeper(?), and after 3 seconds(minutes?) he would hop off his cot and assure us "I had a nice nap! " nodding convincingly, that was it! Sorry, Bud, back to the sack! # 6 thought he was on the way to becoming a gourmet cook. He'd cook tantalizing dishes of bubblegum, grass, flower buds and entertain the local busy ones. Fortunately no grass fires! # 5 was the one with the "rubber face" and would be the MC for our old tape recorder. Her little sisters would be the performers and the Giggly Ones that made up the appreciative audience. Then there was #3 who in trying to catch the loose parakeet crunched it in the door frame of the bathroom where he was trying to trap it. To complete the tragic bits, Shorty's last day occurred when he defended his dinner from Ann B and scratched her face. That led to his last ride, to the Vet's and his last breath. I didn't say it was fun!
Perhaps I should end this on a triumphant note!? Our #4, girl, would humble all the local boys ,large and small, at the tether ball! -The Tether Ball Queen!
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