Meemaw had it up past her eyeballs, which are pretty far above ground, with little boys watching TV inside during the day. Little boys need to be outside running and playing! Meemaw turned the TV off. “Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who is the cruelest of them all? Meemaw!” Or so you’d think. Picking up lots and lots of toys and blocks and falling over cars while I’m trying to vacuum gives Meemaw a bad attitude. I blame the housework!
At bedtime, little Dylan, who is such an engaging little scamp, asked very nicely if they could have a movie while they fell asleep. “Twansformers, Meemaw? It doesn’t hab any bad words.”
“Yes it DOES!” corrected Jacob.
“I don’t think I want to have little boys watching a movie that has BAD WORDS in it!”
“It doesn’t hab bad words, Jacob. I want to watch the movie!”
“It really does have bad words, Meemaw.”
SwampMan was chuckling in his chair. “Which bad words does it have, Jacob?”
“Papa, I’m not allowed to say those words!”
“I wiw tew you, Meemaw”, said Dylan, twinkling at me. Yes, I’m sure he would.
“Pwease, Meemaw? It doesn’t hab any bwood wike the Ombie movie.”
“ZOMBIES? You watched a Zombie movie? Zombies are waaaaay too scary for me. Meemaw doesn’t want to see ANY movies with blood.”
“It had wots of bwood and bad words. It scare me.”
“Well, we are NOT watching a zombie movie.”
“Okay, Meemaw. Twansformers doesn’t have any bwood in it and it’s not scawy.”
So the boys and the Foster Dog (named Sally by Jacob) are watching Transformers in the living room. Meemaw got outmaneuvered by a 3-year-old. Again.
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