Sam, the five year old next door, came running over this morning. He was about to burst with excitement…..”Granma Suze! Granma Suze! I have a grilfriend!”.
I asked him “what’s her name?”
Sam said “I dunno. I think its Bob”.
I said “Bob?”
Sam just nodded.
I asked “are you sure Bob is a girl?”
Sam looked at me for a moment, obviously thinking deeply…and replied “pretty sure. Bob has a pink tee-shirt”.
I tried to change the subject, but Sam wasn’t through talking about his “girlfriend”.
“Bob likes baseball just like me, and she likes bugs and lizards and baseball”.
I said “Sam, you said baseball twice honey”
He replied, “She REALLY likes baseball!”
I asked, “so what do you guys do together?”
Sam looked at me as if I had lost my mind and said “we don’t do nothing. She sits next to me at school”
I asked “that’s it?” and Sam said “what else do you do with a grilfriend?”
As I was trying to think of an answer that was appropriate for a five year old, Sam suddenly got up and said “I have-ta go to church now. See ya”
and was off. Leaving me wondering who would name a girl Bob?