Not Related
George and Papa were discussing baseball it would seem. George was sharing his love for playing second base and catching. Papa mentioned that someone closely related to George used to love those same two positions. George tried to guess, "my dad? my sister?"
"No, no," Papa replied.
So George kept guessing. He named off nearly every relative he could think of. But none were the one Papa was talking about.
"She's closely related to you. Very close." Papa nudged, trying to get George to realize he was speaking of his mom, Jules.
When George finally gave up guessing and Papa revealed that he had been speaking about George's mom, George replied, "But she's not related to me!!"
"She's not?!" Papa asked incredulously.
"No! She's a girl, she has long hair and I have short hair AND her last name wasn't even the same as mine before!"
Well, there ya go, Jules. Is there any doubt remaining that this boy could possibly be your son?
I didn't think so.
"No, no," Papa replied.
So George kept guessing. He named off nearly every relative he could think of. But none were the one Papa was talking about.
"She's closely related to you. Very close." Papa nudged, trying to get George to realize he was speaking of his mom, Jules.
When George finally gave up guessing and Papa revealed that he had been speaking about George's mom, George replied, "But she's not related to me!!"
"She's not?!" Papa asked incredulously.
"No! She's a girl, she has long hair and I have short hair AND her last name wasn't even the same as mine before!"
Well, there ya go, Jules. Is there any doubt remaining that this boy could possibly be your son?
I didn't think so.
Comments
Disowning my own kids is tougher, especially when they follow me through a store yelling "Mommy! Mommy! MOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYY!"