Thursday, September 8, 2011

Sweet Hilarity

As they stumble to the kitchen, sleep still on their minds, Joanne's daughters are greeted cheerily by their mother. "Good morning, Sweetness," she'll say. Or maybe "Good morning, Sweet Pea," will be the greeting she offers up.

They'll respond in kind, of course.

One recent morning, perhaps a bit sleepy still herself, Joanne watched as her dozy 10-year-old daughter made her way to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Sweet Peaness," Joanne said to her. Realizing the mix-up as soon as the words left her mouth, Joanne fumbled to set it right quickly. "I mean, good morning, Sweetness...Sweet Pea...Honey."

"Mom, did you just call me a p*nis?"

Why, yes, in a manner of speaking, that's precisely what she called her.

It's a story the two girls are likely not to tire of telling any time soon. And it's a story I think of every time Joanne now calls or texts me. Why? Because I have renamed her "Sweet Peaness" in my contact list.


[Photo courtesy theflowerexpert.com]

3 comments:

Tara R. said...

I think I pulled a muscle laughing!

Patois said...

Tara, oh, I just keep chuckling, having guffawed when Joanne first told me the story in front of the girls. The girls find it outright hilarious.

Jomama said...

Love it! I heard a similar story at work. One colleague congratulated another on a recent promotion with; "I hope your VP-ness rubs off on me" ROFL!

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