The Misunderstanding

Not the actual culprit, just a bigger look alike.

I swear that this happened exactly as reported below without one whit of exaggeration. In retrospect the occurrence recounted arose from a personality trait of mine which may reflect on my Celtic heritage. Wherever it comes from, I am disposed to extract humor from the daily affairs of life whenever possible. This often involves employing a playful approach to communication which, on occasion, especially in dealing with the dryer mind can cause miscommunication or even evoke disapproval. It did both in this situation.  Oh, by the way, there is adult content so if you are under say sixteen don’t read it without parental consent. (By conventional wisdom parental consent provides some kind of prophylactic protection against things “adult” or is it society is willing to apporve of anything that parents do?  Such faith.)

A Sunny Day

The other night all the kids were over. When it came time for the Phillip unit to go home, Lizy asked James if he would like to stay with us overnight, to which he promptly said yes - a departure from recent trends. Shortly thereafter the question arose as to where he would like to sleep; with Becky in her bed, in Sid's bed, or ,Becky suggested, with granddaddy Bruce in Becky's bed. To my surprise he immediately responded affirmatively to the last suggestion.