Yesterday morning, Liam made a new friend. The story of this meeting goes something like this…
Liam crawls under the breakfast table where his mother and grandfather are eating breakfast.
Liam reaches the other side of the table where there is a game of Scrabble and a dictionary in a pile on the floor.
Liam’s mother knows that these are the only things on the floor on the other side of the table, but decides to stand up and make absolutely sure there’s nothing Liam can eat.
Liam’s mother stands up and sees Liam playing with his new friend and screams and jumps around like a little girl.
Liam’s grandfather nearly knocks down two chairs trying to get to Liam as his mother is too busy screaming and hopping up and down.
Liam’s grandfather gets Liam but fails to reach Liam’s new friend.
Liam’s new friend changes course and goes towards Liam’s mother, which only makes her scream more shrilly and jump higher.
Liam’s grandfather nearly throws Liam at his mother as he chases Liam’s new friend.
Liam learns a hard life lesson from his new friend as Liam’s grandfather smashes his friend to bits.
Liam’s mother stops screaming and decides that a reenactment is just the thing:
At least he didn’t eat it. And I hope he’s holding one of those nasty faux bugs that Gillian brought home once from hanging out with the Woolfs. I can sympathize and identify with the shrieking…
Just don’t feed him any new “friends” for a few days so we can make sure he’s not allergic.
Well–he licked those pretty thoroughly so I think I won’t need to catch any more for at least a couple of days…
Lynne–don’t you know we’re on a lean budget these days? I wouldn’t spend good money on fake roaches when I can get real ones for free!