When my grandson was about two, I went to babysit for a few days while his preschool was on break. While he was happy enough to have me visit, he wasn’t altogether satisfied with my babysitting services. I spent a great deal of time trying to find an activity that pleased him in the late afternoons before his mom got home. They lived near the water where a dead fish had washed up. Isaac became more enamored of the dead fish as each day passed. We made numerous trips to check on the fish’s putrid progress, as the fish’s girth and aromatic qualities increased exponentially. I thought I wouldn’t be able to pull him him away on the final day when the belly opened. I was so glad when the proud young man escorted his parents to the final viewing as pelicans bore it away in bits.
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There’s JUST no accounting for tastes in this world, is there? 😆
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Little boys often like what I think of as gross things like dead fish
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And some little girls
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What a wonderful grandparent you are, Beth, sounds like your grandson may be a future scientist and/or doctor someday. Either way, he’s blessed to have you in his life.
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I enjoy my grandchildren thanks.
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You kept him entertained! He’ll never forget your visit.
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I don’t know if he remembers the visit, but that fish was way up on his list!
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I once brought in a skull of what I thought was a rat to my science teacher so he could categorically tell me it was a rat. As it turned out, he was no more an expert than I was, and way less interested too. however, two of my classmates were engrossed in it for the entire class period!
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That teacher should have welcomed that learning opportunity. He missed the boat.
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