Faux Twitter: Goldfish

(Babysitting Grandsons)

 

2:00 pm    Decided to drive to WalMart to purchase goldfish for my grandsons as a reward for

good grades (my oldest grandson) and good behavior (my youngest grandson).

        

 

2:10 pm    Moved car seat from one car to another.

2:20 pm    Decided it was a cruel and unfair intelligence test.

2:25 pm    Decided to sing songs in car. Began singing Old McDonald.

2:30 pm    Looked in rear view mirror. Grandson had hands over his ears.

2:35 pm    Switched to phonics lesson.

Me: fi-fi-fi-fish.

Grandson:  fi-fi-fi- BISH.

2:45 pm    Pulled into WalMart parking lot.

Realized (too late) that the day before Valentine’s Day is not a good day to buy fish.

3:00 pm   Asked Grandson if he wanted to buy Valentine cards.

He said  “YES.   I LUB Mama, and You, and Nona, and the Tias, and Milo (daughter’s pug).”

I became energized and determined.  

I would NOT fail. Off to the fish we went.

3:15 pm  Wal Mart fish person ‘fishes’ out three tiny goldfish and bags them.

3:16 pm   Slight meltdown when grandson says ‘No not those- I want THOSE.’

3:30 pm   Arrive at register.  Place bag of fish on conveyer belt.

3:35 pm    Pay and turn to leave.

Checker panics and says “M’am!”

“Hold the bag of fish above your head. If they go through the scanner at the exit , it will kill them!”

3:36 pm    Started laughing, raised bag of fish above my head, and grabbed a sweet little hand.

Life is good!