In the fabric store today, picking up some muslin to make a mock-up of the fucking capris that went terribly wrong yesterday, I was casually chatting with the store clerk.
Maymo was dancing around beside me, as usual, when he suddenly leaped about 4 feet over and promptly got up in the clerk’s face to loudly declared, “I SAW A MOVIE ABOUT DINOSAURS TODAY!”
The woman was more than a little taken-aback by his, shall we say, in-your-face delivery of this message. But she quickly recovered and said, “Oh! At school?”
Maymo looked at her like she was the dumbest person on the face of the planet and said, “Yes. And they are all dead. Aaaaall deeeeeeeeeeead. But if we pour water on them they will stop being dead. Mom, we should pour water on the dinosaurs. I would like to see one of them.”
I love Junior Kindergarten.
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