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Monday, March 23, 2009

A stutter song for Kate

While we cleared, Jessie and Lew took Kate and settled into the lounge with a glass of cheer. By the time we joined them, Lew was serenading his granddaughter with great verve.
“Oh, beautiful Katie, Oh, beautiful Katie,
"You’re the only little girl that we adore...”
Then Jessie joined in. “And when the moon shines over the mountain,
“We’ll be waiting for you at the k-k-k-k-k-k-kitchen door!”
My first reaction was, oh God, they’re choking. Then they both started laughing, gently prodding Kate in the ribs as if she were a giggly pin cushion.
“You haven’t swallowed your teeth, have you, Dad?”
“Naaaw, I’ve got ‘em right here!” He took his teeth out of his trouser pocket, wrapped in a handkerchief. “I ‘ad ‘em in at dinner – gives me gums a rest.”
“Lovely!” I said laughingly. “Just lovely—”

3 comments:

Amy said...

LOL - My mother in law does the same thing, but she is kind of forgetful, so we're often on a treasure hunt looking for her teeth. (I'm serious when I tell you we found them in the refrigerator once.)

willow said...

Thanks for the giggles!

SK said...

Haha! That's all I have to say.