Curses! Foiled Again
September 14, 2008
On one of the days when Mrs. Random and I were taking care of Random Granddaughter, I took a break to use the computer while my wife played with RG. Grandma was helping RG with some jigsaw puzzles.
I concentrated on my computer screen for a few minutes, and then looked up to see RG with a very shocked look on her face, staring at Grandma. After a minute, she broke into hysterical laughter which lasted for several minutes.
Later, I asked my wife what had sent RG into peals of laughter.
“After we finished a puzzle, I was putting the pieces away into the puzzle box. The box slipped from my hand, and spilled most of the pieces to the floor. Frustrated, I exclaimed, ‘Oh, poop! I dropped the puzzle pieces again.’
“RG apparently thought that I was the kind of Grandma who would never say something as awful as ‘Poop.’ She’s still coming to terms with having a grandma who talks that way.”
As you know, I’ve been considering opening a line of comedy clubs for pre-schoolers. However, I think we will have to have a rating system, and space the different shows out at appropriate times.
Before nap time, the three-year olds would attend the “PG-rated shows.” We could probably get away with using a joke about “Going Potty,” without the censors cracking down on us. While the three-year-olds were taking their naps, the four-year-olds would go the P-rated shows. In the evening, the five-year-olds would learn what words not to use when they go to kindergarten.