oral hi-genie
There are two reasons I know I'm one hundred years old.#1.
I rode the carousel with Rio on Friday. Three times. She fears the horses (and I'm thrilled the up and down on a pole gives her cause for concern) so we rode the carriage. Three times. She totally could have gone allll day, but I got motion sick. In the carriage. I'm officially old.
#2.
Meals are drawn out ordeals with Miss Rio. That kid is the slowest eater everrrrr. After a prolonged lunch, we had ice cream cones. She had chocolate chip with chocolate sprinkles.
[one hour into eating the cone, a nice old man sits at the table next to us]
rio: 'Scuse me, (points with her pinky and one eye closed) what's your name?
old man: Roland!
[long story short. he tells her a story about his grandson, she laps the cone and half ignores him. he continues with stories about kids and his kids when they were young, and he ends up telling a tale that cracks him up. he laughs and exposes a mouth of, um, not a shining example of oral health. one in the front is missing, and the rest are summer teeth; some are pointing this way, some are pointing that. all are the bright yellow of a summer sun.]
rio: 'Scuuuuuse me, Roland. Why do you have cavities?
me: sotto voce Hey buddy. Don't ask that again and we'll talk about it in the car. Okay? Please don't say 'cavities' again, okay?
rio: 'Scuuuuse me, Roland. Do you brush your teef? Do you ffffffffffffffffoss?*
*As she struggles with certain complicated sequences, she sometimes draws out the stumbling block. So 'floss' becomes 'fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffoss', which gives me an extra 4 seconds or so to die a thousand deaths. But that's okay, because, you see, Roland wasn't really paying attention to Rio and her 'fl' struggles...
roland: Oh, hohoho, she's so adorable.
me: thanking the deaf gods Oh, she's something.
roland: You're not so bad yourself, you know. In fact, you're a real looker. You know what that is?
me: Oh, heh. Yes, I'm familiar with the concept.
roland: soldiering on in his deafness A looker means when you walk past men, they look at you.
me: Have a nice day, Summer. C'mon Rio, you can finish that in the car.
Motion sick on a carousel and hit on by a deaf bum. What a day.
5 comments:
HA.
aaaahahahahaaaaa. if it makes you feel better (?) being hit on by a toothless deaf man doesn't necessarily imply you = old. i get hit on by gross / inappropriate / old / homeless dudes all the time!
Is this the same wee tyke who observed that her loving Nana Peachy had whiskers? And that her DADDY didn't have whiskers, but Peachy had BWONDE WHISKERS? I'd say that Normand got off easy.
CLASSIC.
I heart Rio.
~Diana @ Stuck....
Yer a looker.
But fortunately, he isn't much of a hearer.
And unfortunately, not much of a fffosser either.
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