Chapter 31
It’s one of those “even a six-year-old can assemble this” items. A six-year-old might do so, too!
! Right after he’d received his PH.D. in analytic calculus.
Never underestimate the powers of a six-year-old’s mechanical ability!
It’s so sad that the ability fades with age and us adults are all thumbs! !
Thinking of six-year-olds, water and swimming pools reminds me of our own young’un that age and the stinker she pulled off a month or so ago.
Amy was to go off to a swimming party in her brand-new yellow bathing suit. Lemar was to be at a swimming lesson the same afternoon. They were both wound up tighter than one of those high-powered-super- doper rubber bands that runs little foreign made cars.
Ginny, who’s at the wild and unpredictable age of six, was left out in the cold. She had a new hot pink bathing suit and no doubt it would rot in the dresser drawer if she didn’t get to wear it THAT day!! She couldn’t have such a thing happen to her new suit. No, siree!!
I was right proud of her maturity as they left for school that morning. Amy carried her little tote bag with her swimsuit inside. Lemar had a gym bag with his gear. And Ginny wasn’t even concerned about the whole affair.
Then at five o’clock I came home from work to find that she had invited eight or ten kids to HER swimming party in HER backyard in HER swimming pool!!
Dear hearts, she had a backyard, but the swimming pool was another matter. HER No. 0 galvanized washtub rusted out last year and her POOL at that time was my Grannie’s white enameled dish pan!! It was almost big enough for her to SIT in!!
There wasn’t any magic fairies floating around to touch that pan with a magic wand either. Thank goodness only ONE little boy showed up for the big event. They played with a water hose for a while, then came inside to eat stale cookies and share a can of root beer.
The catering service must’ve been sleeping like the magic fairies. Neither one showed up!!!