Where I live, it’s like a tree fort all the time. A-Maz-ING!!!! We have these trees all around that drop little nut thingies that Momma said are nutcorns…no…popcorns…no, that’s not right either. Acorns!! There are so many of them on our back deck and in our driveway. All I know is that I really really really want to put them in my mouth. But Momma is always watching me when I pick them up. Pfff…they sure look like food to me! She took a lot of pictures of them, said they were cool ground covering textures. It’s also cool to see the strange grey kitty-like things eat them! See!!! They get to eat them!! So not fair… That reminds me of the squirrel story about my Momma. Have you heard it? Here it is…I’ll try my best.
She was driving home one night in the fog and got pulled over by a wee-waa-wee-waa man (police). Police: License and registration please. One of the lights on the front of your car is not working. On a foggy night like this, it is really important to have all lights working. Momma: I understand.
Police: Just this week, this girl got hit on a foggy night by some car with a front light out. It was pretty bad. Momma: (Thinking…) I’m sorry, did you say, “this girl” or “the squirrel”? (She was trying to assess the seriousness of the situation.)
Police: This girl (But to Momma it still sounded like “squirrel” …the police man looked at Momma very seriously now. ) Have you been drinking? Momma: Just this iced tea. (Thinking even harder…pretty sure he was talking about a squirrel…hmmm, he should really annunciate better!)
Daddy hit the back of her car seat at this point, and Momma took that as a sign to stop worrying and just take the ticket. I like the story…it makes me smile. Well, I’m off to find some nutcorns…oh…ACORNS!!