And that’s a wrap for the spring season. One of Josh’s little teammates was looking over my shoulder as I pulled out his team pic from the pouch. He pointed to Josh in the pic.
“Oh look! There’s ‘Mr. Teapot!’” I looked askance at him. “Mr. Teapot??!!”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Shortest one on the team.”
I stared at this 6 year old. “You are the same size he is.”
Him: “I’m just a little taller.”
That’s ok Josh. I was always the shortest. But also the fastest.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
