Posted 2:07 am Sunday, February 03, 2013
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Your stories are the best
By NELSON CLYDE
isitjustme@tylerpaper.com
The best stories in life come from you.
Two stories this week from people in my life made me laugh out loud.
isitjustme@tylerpaper.com
The best stories in life come from you.
Two stories this week from people in my life made me laugh out loud.
The first is from my friend Carol.
It seems the family is putting its full effort into the potty training of 2-year-old Allie.
On a recent trip to Lowe’s, Carol was minding her business when her daughter cried out the baby’s name in earnest.
All turned to see the baby had spotted the display of toilets in the store, and she had begun to disrobe with her pants around the ankles of her cowgirl boots and was dutifully attempting to climb one of the potties to please the entire family with a display of her commitment to their desires.
The toilet was rescued from the child, and all had a roaring laugh.
Anyone who has raised a child can only wonder how we survived the hurdles of such training. It is important to note that toilet training may be one of the earliest signs of a higher intellect in girls than in boys.
However, my mother recalled a quote one gregarious uncle loves to repeat from Mark Twain regarding the proper raising of boys:
“When a boy turns 13, seal him in a barrel and feed him through a knot hole. When he turns 16, plug up the hole.”
Then a dear friend from out-of-town sent the most wonderful health report on a recent scare he had with a heart condition.
On a recent trip to Lowe’s, Carol was minding her business when her daughter cried out the baby’s name in earnest.
All turned to see the baby had spotted the display of toilets in the store, and she had begun to disrobe with her pants around the ankles of her cowgirl boots and was dutifully attempting to climb one of the potties to please the entire family with a display of her commitment to their desires.
The toilet was rescued from the child, and all had a roaring laugh.
Anyone who has raised a child can only wonder how we survived the hurdles of such training. It is important to note that toilet training may be one of the earliest signs of a higher intellect in girls than in boys.
However, my mother recalled a quote one gregarious uncle loves to repeat from Mark Twain regarding the proper raising of boys:
“When a boy turns 13, seal him in a barrel and feed him through a knot hole. When he turns 16, plug up the hole.”
Then a dear friend from out-of-town sent the most wonderful health report on a recent scare he had with a heart condition.
His prose and wit could call for DNA testing to see if he is a direct descendant of Mark Twain himself.
The salutation at the end of his missive read:
“Most sincerely, my thanks to all of you — I know you’ll make up a magnificent funeral party but, not quite yet.”
Finally, the organic craze in my household reached a crescendo this week when I realized we now own organic cinnamon. It will be a while before I am certain I can taste the difference somewhere other than my money clip, because the jury is still out on the skim milk. I resolve to keep you posted on my progress.
Several of you have recently sent me or given in person some meaningful feedback about things we have discussed here which has served to enlarge my heart. Thanks for that.
The salutation at the end of his missive read:
“Most sincerely, my thanks to all of you — I know you’ll make up a magnificent funeral party but, not quite yet.”
Finally, the organic craze in my household reached a crescendo this week when I realized we now own organic cinnamon. It will be a while before I am certain I can taste the difference somewhere other than my money clip, because the jury is still out on the skim milk. I resolve to keep you posted on my progress.
Several of you have recently sent me or given in person some meaningful feedback about things we have discussed here which has served to enlarge my heart. Thanks for that.
