Wednesday Morning Exchange
(MP shrieks, bolts across the room.)
Me: It’s just a moth, Honey.
MP: I don’t like MOPS.
Me: I know. I don’t like mops either.
(Still cowering behind my legs )
Me: It’s okay. It’s just starting to get warmer outside, and when it gets warmer outside, the bugs start to come out.
MP: Yeah, AND gophers.
Me: Yep, and gophers.
MP: We don’t like GO-phers.
Me: No, we don’t like gophers.
MP: Pretty soon Poppy has to start shooting them.
Me: Mm huh.
MP: (Gleefully) And Grammy and me will pick them up!
Me: (Not gleefully) Mm huh.
MP: I like picking up gophers.
Ah, summertime. Flowers in bloom, the smell of freshly mown grass, and Poppy on the porch, pickin’ off gophers with his .22.