Caleb and his best friend (the little girl that lives next door to us) decided it would be really funny to try and spank my butt (repeatedly). After getting whacked several times (pretty hard I might add), I shooed them out the door jokingly calling out that if they tried to spank me again I would use a switch on them. Caleb surprised me by saying he knew what a switch was and no way was I going to use one on him. I asked Caleb how he knew what a switch was and he replied, "my Nana has one and she uses it on granddaddy".
Hearing Caleb's latest story made me remember how when Caleb was very little he use to blame things on his granddaddy. For example, one morning I walked into the living room and discovered Caleb had colored all over the walls (he was about three years old at the time). When I asked Caleb why he did it he replied, "I didn't do it, granddaddy did". Now there was no way Caleb's granddaddy woke up that morning and drove from Danville to Lexington to color on our living room walls at the crack of dawn. I guess when you don't have any siblings to blame your devious acts on, you pick the next closest thing.
No comments:
Post a Comment