Saturday, October 13, 2012

Birthday Humor

A happy Autumn day to you! These cool mornings are perfect for a cup of green tea. Thanks for joining me in the library.

Our middle grandson, Erik, turned eight last week and we attended his birthday party in Bend. His other grandma made her usual super creation of a birthday cake. Jean's delicious cakes are animated and one-of-a-kind. I entertained the adults with my Toastmaster humor . . .

My grandsons were visiting us this summer. Craig took the boys to the city park to play on the ladders and swings. As they were driving down main street, a fire truck came up behind them with sirens screaming. Craig pulled over to let the vehicle pass. The boys noticed a black and white Dalmatian dog in the front seat of the truck. The boys began discussing the duties of the dog.

Brayden, the oldest, was sure the dog was used for crowd control.

But his brother, Brogan, argued that the dog was just for good luck.

Erik brought the argument to a close by saying, “They use the dogs to find the fire hydrants.”

When we arrived at Erik's house, I asked him how old he was. Of course, I already knew. Then he asked me how old I was. When I told him I was eighty years old, his mouth dropped open, and then he whispered, “Did you start at one?”

Then he turned to Grandpa and asked how old he was. Grandpa is a big tease, “I'm not sure.” 

Wise Erik informed him, “Look in your underwear, Grandpa. Mine says I'm six to eight.”

Happy Birthday, Tom P. !
Happy Birthday, Brian !
Happy Birthday, Betty !
Happy Birthday, Bonnie !
Happy Birthday, Lynda !

                               Psalm 119
"How sweet your words taste to me; 

they are sweeter than honey.
  Your commandments give me understanding;
  Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path." 

Love to all of you,