Sunday, March 29, 2009

Bedtime Story

Liza brought her kids for a visit. Charlie is obsessed with guns. Bruce brought home a gun catalogue with an ad campaign I'll call, "Let's sell guns to guys by taking risque pictures of guns with girls!" Charlie perused the whole catalogue cover to cover and back again, then Liza started reading the text just like it was a story. He was fascinated.



"Aunt Becca, why is she holding the gun like that?" Charlie asked.
"Oh, because some jackass in testosterone overdrive took a job in marketing."
Just kidding, that's only what I thought. What I said was, "I don't know-maybe she's a cop or something." I tried to preserve his innocence a little.

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