Wednesday, April 11, 2007
"Famous First Words"
(photo: Jay Johnson)
The owner of these feet jumped into my bed this morning, had a little cuddle, and then uttered the household's First Words of the Day:
"I have dried boogers in my nose. You need to get them out."
If, like the gypsies of Romania, you are a superstitious person and believe that the first words uttered by a family member at the start of each day determine how that day plays out, what can we surmise about Jocelyn on Wednesday?
I might have crusty fingers.
I might have had a teachable moment with my son before the sun rose.
I might have made an uncharacteristically hasty exit from my bed this morning.
I might go shopping for some new anti-bacterial hand solution.
I might have tried out a new spread on my breakfast toast, one made up of little, crusty flakes.
I might have determined that my kid's unrestricted breathing is, in fact, NOT a priority for me.
I might need to change the pillowcases.
I might have discovered that a Q-tip can't do what a finger can.
In truth, my response to The Niblet was more like, "Um, yea, honey? That ain't going to happen. There comes a point in every young lad's life when he becomes responsible for his own boogers. Today, sweet hallelujah, is just that rite of passage for you."
How about you, gentle readers? What were the first words uttered in your household today? And what do they tell us about your day?