Saturday, January 21, 2006
Never Trust A Toddler
Picture by me.
Some toddlers are, let’s say, odd. Like the toddlers of my friend B. She has six of them. And her toddlers are, let’s say, special. I don’t know which word would fit them. It’s on the tip of my tongue but the word won’t arrive. Anyway, last week my friend B. asked me to look after two of her, lets say, weird toddlers. And as soon as B. had left our house the funny toddlers started whining for candy.
“We want candy, You must give us candy. We want candy, You must give us candy. We want candy. You must give us candy…”
It sounded much like a bewitching mantra.
I said, ‘hey, listen to me you little peculiar toddlers, first you have to eat your puffed rice, and after that you can have some candy, just like a regular toddler.’
Well, I don’t know what happened next, but a little later I was eating puffed rice and the toddlers of B. were eating candy.
Heck. Now I know the word I was looking for. My friend B. has a bunch of hypnotizing toddlers.