Ever since Mom had a Country Air story published in the Pennsylvania Farmer magazine we looked forward to reading that section even more. One day when we came home from school we noticed that the latest issue had arrived. We hurried to change our clothes and then settled down to read it.
This time it was about a man that had a bull that he couldn't fatten, so he finally fed it a lot of bran and then just before it was time to take him to the sale-barn he let him drink water, the bull of-course bloated up and he got a nice price for him. The new owner was disappointed when a few hours later his nice bull was very skinny again. For some reason this story and the way it was written really amused us and I tucked it away in my memory for future reference.
Several months later Mom's brother David and his wife Barbara came to visit us one Sunday afternoon. They had been married for almost a year, and I always enjoyed having Barbara around. She was so pretty, her laughter so musical, and she always made sure to visit with me personally. She was fast becoming one of my favorite aunts.
Today how ever I noticed that she no longer looked as slender as she used to. She was still fun to be around though and the afternoon was passing by with everyone visiting pleasantly, when all of a sudden I blurted out. "It looks like Uncle David fed bran to Barbara." The conversation stopped as Barbara turned bright pink and Mom looked absolutely horrified. Daddy quickly started talking about something else and Mom asked me to come help her mix up a fresh batch of lemonade.
When we were by ourselves she explained that David and Barbara would soon have a baby and that is the reason why Barbara looks that way. I felt mortified that I had opened my big mouth, and was sure I couldn't go back to where everyone else was visiting and face Barbara after I had been so rude. Mom told me to help serve the lemonade, as I handed the glass to Barbara I was relieved to note that she didn't seem upset with me as she smiled her usual bright smile as she thanked me.
I was quiet for the rest of the afternoon as I mulled over the many questions I had to ask Mom once I got an opportunity.
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haha! ;-)
ReplyDeleteLove it. If she was very far along, she made have felt full of bran too!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing. This made me chuckle. ��
ReplyDeleteI love kid stories like this one. A few weeks ago 5 year old Maria had her story for the future, though I'm sure she will not smile about it for a long while.
ReplyDeleteWithout a word, Maria absorbed what had happened and the comments relatives made.
The minute the waiter came to their table, she dashed to get the sole of her grandpa's shoe that had completely fallen off and he had hidden under his chair. She handed the sole to the waiter and explained how Grandpa mistakenly put on his mowing shoes, and how her grandma should have caught the error before they left the house, and how there was no reason to fuss about it now. By then other eatery patrons were noticing the dry rotted sole the waiter was holding. I'm still smiling about her heroic efforts to make sure the waiter did not fuss about it to Grandpa.
Thanks for making me smile some more!
Too funny!
ReplyDeleteI found what you said really funny, Mary Anne as it was also an honest mistake and one that many people could have made.
ReplyDeleteSuch a funny story. You were just making an observation of how things looked from your perspective. Thanks for the smile today!
ReplyDeleteOh, Mary Anne, that is funny. Just the sort of thing an observant child would say. "Out of the mouths of babes. . ."
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