Five years ago, I swore I’d never write about my grandson ever again after the incident I related in Cowshit.
As you may recall, I picked him up in Boonsboro to spend the day at our house. First, we went through the car wash (“Smells like cow shit in here!”). Next, I parked at Food Lion.
Wait here. Back in a jiffy. Only need bananas.
Aren’t you forgetting something?
No. All I need is bananas.
What about the law?
(Geez Louise. How does a four-year-old know it’s against the law to leave a child unattended in a car?!)
I swore I’d never write about that kid again. But then, a kid is never the same kid twice.
Last week, he spent a day at our house. His uncle took him to the Potomac River. Later, when we crossed the bridge on the way back to his house, I pointed out that the Potomac ran under this bridge.
I know. I was in it today.
Well, did you know you can’t step into the same river twice?
That’s not true. I did. More than twice.
No, you didn’t. Not according to Heraclitus.
Who’s Heraclitus?
He was a Greek philosopher. He lived 3,000 years ago.
Well, he’s wrong.
Do you know everything?
No, but I know a lot.
A lot isn’t everything. Heraclitus knew more than you. You can’t step in the same river twice, even if its name is the same each time.
That’s not true.
It is. But it’s a riddle.
I like riddles.
This is a tough one. Think on it, and I’ll call you in a couple days to see if you figured it out.
I already have.
And?
The water keeps changing so the river’s not the same.
WOW. That’s right. Heraclitus also said you can’t say the same word twice, but let’s leave that alone for now.
Three days later, the kid’s back at my house.
Hey, Grandy. I got a riddle for you.
Okay. Let me hear it.
There are 30 cows and 28 goats. How many didn’t?
Huh?! That doesn’t make sense.
Think on it. I can call you in a few days.
No. Tell me now. I give up.
Ten.
How so?
There are 30 cows and 28 goats. How many didn’t? Get it?
No.
30 cows. 20 ATE goats. Do the math: Ten didn’t.
I’m not writing about that kid ever again.
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See Paula’s photo on the home page. Posted June 2, 2024.
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A good one. Kid sounds like a chip off the old block.
You’re out of your league, Gramps
Smart kids who relate well to older generations and who show a sense of humor are delightful!
Got to write about our grandkids. They’re the most wonderful gift we have. Good one.
Too much for me
Love the children; love the stories; they keep us humble & smiling & glad to be alive! Good one, gramps! (So do your stories…)
Obviously he is too smart for his britches!!! And the rest of us!!!
What a smart kid! Art Linkletter was right: “Kids say the darndest things.” They also keep us honest and tickle our funny bone. It is apparent that his wit, knowledge, and humor come from a large “Grandy tree.” Thanks for sharing this story!
Good advice to yourself. Let’s see if you can stick with it. 🙂
But Randy… We ENJOY watching you, you old goat, “butting” your head against the immovable force we know as your grandson! Pretty sure he is your “Angel’s Gift!” And we know that you know…
Thank you for this wonderfully refreshing story! These young “kids” (get it?) are the light of the world. And we helped!! (And you’d better keep writing about this young sidekick “inspiration” of yours!) ❤️
Thanks Grandy. Im guessing you’ll tell lots of stories from that grandson. My uncles took me fishing in Reelfoot Lake and taught me to drive a Farmall tractor. You remember those things. Thanks.
Thanks for the grins this morning !
Oh – I snarted – thank you for that! Kids are such smart A**es …
Keeps you on your toes and even then….. I just try to look like I’m clever but it’s a losing battle. Thnx for sharing!