Scene: Our home circa 2001. The Teenager, then a round-faced pre-schooler, begs for a pet.
The Teenager: Another dog?
Mean Mommy: No way, we have three.
The Teenager: Another cat?
Mean Mommy: Nope, wouldn’t be fair to Gilligan.
The Teenager: Horse?
Mean Mommy: Nowhere to keep one.
The Teenager: Unicorn?
Mean Mommy: If you can find one, you’re welcome to it.
The Teenager: Frog?
Mean Mommy: Do you really want a frog? I didn’t think so.
The Teenager: Rabbit?
Mean Mommy: I wouldn’t want one as a pet but I hear they are delicious. What? Come on, now; don’t cry.
The Teenager: A mouse? Just a tiny little one that doesn’t eat very much cheese?
Mean Mommy: Over my dead body.
Flash forward to present day.
Meet Honey, The Teenager’s science fair project and, dare I say, new pet.
I'd prefer cremation over burial, please.
I'd prefer cremation over burial, please.
LOL! Gotts love school projects!!
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