The week of New Years, Sugar Bear spent three days up on the farm with Grandma and Papa. She thoroughly enjoyed all the farmy activities of feeding the cows, and chickens. Much like all the other times she as visited, each evening, I enjoy our phone call where she describes her day, and lets on to anything she thinks I might find pertinent. She specifically likes to inform me of things Grandma didn't know, and she had to inform her. I hear that it is common for my mom to be accosted with, "My Mom says........(fill in the blank)!" It tickles me a bit, to hear these stories, because at least I know she is listening to me.
The funny thing is....often it isn't something I have actually said. Recently she had mentioned, "My mom says that Kool-Aid doesn't make us healthy and strong!" Well, to be honest, I have never said that about Kool-Aid, but it is something I WOULD say. This makes me wonder if she is not only listening, but LEARNING from what I say. Woo Hoo.....Rock On! Cause let's face it....Kool-Aid really DOESN'T make us healthy and strong. This only proves that she is Brilliant. Sugar particularly likes to tell me about it, while on the phone, then gloat to grandma, that she was right! "I told you Kool-Aid doesn't make you healthy and strong!" Seriously, I think grandma might literally SNAP one of these days, and tell her that 'her mom doesn't know everything.' FOR SHAME!
During this last visit, Sugar Bear enlightened Grandma on a subject that neither of us was expecting. While, my mom was cooking dinner, Sugar Bear happily skipped into the kitchen and the following conversation occurred:
Sugar: "Grandma....Grandma.....Did you know there are 26 bad words?"
Grandma: (halting her task) "Oh really! 26, huh?"
Sugar: (happily) "Yup.....26!
Sugar: (looking both ways, as if trying to ascertain that it was just the two of them in the room, and whispering) "I only know two of them!"
Grandma: ( A bit intrigued) "Two of them, huh? Which ones?"
Sugar: (Moving closer, and still whispering) "Stupid"
Grandma: (Not surprised at all, as Sugar corrects her 8.7 times a day) "Of course....yes....and what is the other one?"
Sugar: (without hesitation) "Dammit!"
Grandma: (stifling a giggle) "Oh yes....that is a bad one!"
Sugar: (Quickly) "Don't tell my Mom, I said it."
Grandma: (Pretending to be horrified) "Oh no....I wouldn't tell mama, don't worry."
Sugar: (Smiling) "Okay, cause I didn't really MEAN to say it! It was an accident!"
And she happily skipped out of the room, while my mom let the giggles loose.
~20 minutes later during dinner~
Grandma: (Addressing Papa) "So did you know there are 26 bad words, and Sugar knows two of them?"
Sugar: (Before Papa has time to reply) "GRANDMA! Don't tell him! What would mama say?"
Tee Hee..needless to say, this shockingly DIDN'T come up that evening when I called.
***For the record....I have no idea where she came up with the number of 26, but is incredibly cute, huh?***