Daily Prompt: Un canned Laughter
A misused words, a misremembered song lyric, a cream pie that just happened to be there: tell us about a time you (or someone else) said or did something unintentionally
On summer Nola was five, and Shelly seven. I would fill the large bathtub in the bathroom with cold water. Both would play with their toys there. That would leave me free to quickly finish my kitchen work.
I was halfway through when Nola came running to me, with water dripping on the floor. Her eyes had gone round, and looked as large as saucers, “Mama! Did you know? Brother has got a tail.”
Daily Prompt: Age – Old Questions
“Age is just a number,” says the well-worn adage. But is it a number you care about, or one you tend (or try) to ignore?
My daughter rang me up on my last birthday (94 days more to go for my next birthday). Trust her not to forget!
Her question: “How old are you now?”
(As if she doesn’t know)
My answer: “Fourteen!”
She laughs at the expected reply, and I laugh too with her.
Worries and tension leave their mark
Crumbling your happiness in two
Age then show in face and posture
Letting downward lines creep through
Age doesn’t matter if you are happy
Happiness warms and gladdens your heart
With smiles and echoing laughter
Joy lights you ageless from outside too
Age Doesn’t Matter