Dad's asking Mom if France had anything to do with settling India. Can't make this stuff up, folks. Grandpa's a smart dude and all, but sometimes he asks some funny questions.
Picture this... Mom's medicated, half asleep and loaded up on chocolate. Despite this, she's able to begin talking about the roles countries played in settling America and begins talking about the Indian culture, religious principals and other things.
"What was I saying?" she stops, scratching her head. "Oh well, doesn't matter."
Dad's worried he's going to look foolish by my posting his question. I assure him we know he's smart and he's just having a blonde moment (don't be offended all you blondes out there, I always have bald moments!)
"I can take it," Dad says with his arms crossed. "I'll just smile and say the blog misquoted me," he says laughing. He looks good today. Showed up early to have breakfast with Mom and even got an extra blueberry muffin for when Mom wants something other than Chocolate.
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