"My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, 62. My grandson was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, "Did you start at 1?"
"After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair.. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. Finally, she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three-year-old say with a trembling voice,
"Who was THAT?"
I miss the great television show when Art Linkletter had conversations with youngsters. I believe it was "Kids Say the Craziest Things". I suppose children do not converse much anymore, what with all the technology and tablets. My ten-year-old twin grandkids certainly spend time there. When we were young, the only way to get to know our grandparents was by conversation, personal intercourse. Today, well, if it ain't TXT, it ain't. But, that's the way for families to converse today, so go with the flow.
More of my friend's sharing later.
And that's what I get from My Box of Chocolates right here in my corner studio under the shadow of Kyle Field.
James G Austin '69