I'm pretty sure I could write an entire blog based on nothing but the bewildering conversations with my 7 yr old cousin Shenandoah. This is one of my favorites from the weekend.
Shenandoah: Where do you live?
Me: I live in Roanoke at Aunt Darla's house. The one with the yellow slide on the deck.
Shenandoah: Oh I like that house! Do you like to go down the slide?
Me: Well, I haven't been able to because there was a wasp nest inside of it and I had to fix it first.
Shenandoah: And did you fix it?
Me: Yes, it got fixed a few days ago.
Shenandoah (completely flabbergasted): But you haven't gone down the slide yet?
Me: No, I haven't had time to.
Shenandoah (shocked and stunned): Why? You don't have a job!
She makes a very valid point!
*Editor's Note* I have now gone down the slide. I have the rub burn on my elbow to prove it.
You are not truly initiated until your ears are sharply attacked by static electricity. Then you think a wasp has stung you, but it is just the built up static that has attacked. Tuck in your elbows, but cover your ears.
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