The girls and I were looking at family photos last night. A discussion of face shapes and smiles ensued.
Smedley: "Mama, let me see your real smile."
Me: "I can't smile a real smile on cue. You'll have to make me smile. Tell me something funny."
They both thought about it. For a few seconds the room was totally quiet. Then this.
Smedley: "You're a really good mother, Mama."
I stared at her. She tried not to smile, but she couldn't take the pressure. She cracked just a little, and one corner of her mouth tightened.
I laughed and laughed and laughed. "You got me, Smed. I couldn't imagine what would make me smile, but that did it."
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Posted by: Audubon Ron | May 13, 2011 at 06:08 AM
This reminds me of what she told me three years ago: "You have a much bigger brain than I thought you had." You walk away wondering whether she had complimented or insulted you.
Posted by: Mantel Man | May 12, 2011 at 09:03 PM
Lance, I knew shed goof on me, but the last thing I expected was drop-dead serious insult comedy. Palm of her hand, palm of her hand.
Posted by: foolery | May 12, 2011 at 05:05 PM
Too funny. Kids are very clever; you know she had you right away. I'm surprised you didn't laugh first.
Posted by: Lance Hill | May 12, 2011 at 04:59 PM