Having grey hair has never bothered me. Actually, I’m quite proud of my grey hair. After all, each strand of grey has been hard earned—I raised three sons. Take, for instance, the case of the slanting couch.
It occurred to me one evening that something wasn’t quite right with our davenport. I noticed that a guest sitting on one end of it was higher in the air than a guest on the opposite end. I also noticed that same guest grappling with the couch in an effort to keep from sliding downhill into the lap of the person on the other end.
At first an explanation for this phenomenon escaped me. But after thinking on it a few days, I stumbled upon a possible answer. The house we lived in had two stories--the upper floor a huge loft with a railing across the opened end of it. Below that railing, and against the staircase, sat our couch on the ground floor.
I gathered my sons and asked them if they’d been jumping from the upper floor onto the couch.
“No way, Dad,” said eldest son.
“Hmmm,” I mumbled, standing there, arms folded, rubbing my chin. “Have y’all been jumping from of the top of the stairs onto the couch?” I asked.
Again, eldest son answered for all three of them, “Nuh, uh.”
I could see this investigation could take a while unless I found a shortcut to the truth. I found that shortcut in the form of another question.“Well, did you jump from any of the steps onto the couch?” I inquired.
Grinning widely, and between giggles, second son answered my question, “Yeah, we jumped from the third step.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me that right off?”
“You didn’t ask about the third step,” he answered.
Geez, talk about splitting hairs. The kid probably has a great future in law, don’t you think?Another incident happened one night when former Mrs. Bagley and I returned from the supermarket. Upon entering the house, we found ourselves locked out of our own bedroom and could hear the vacuum roaring from behind the door.
“Wow!” I said to ex, “the kids are cleaning our room to surprise us.”“What great guys,” she responded.
Well, that wasn’t exactly what went down. Come to find out, while the former Mrs. Bagley and I were gone the boys had been horsing playing in our bedroom. Somewhere amongst the pillow fighting, the wrestling on our bed, and the Nerf ball throwing, a reading lamp on the nightstand was knocked over, shattering the bulb and spraying glass everywhere.
They replaced the bulb and then got busy cleaning their mess, hoping to finish before we got home. In other words, they were only trying to save their sneaky, disobedient little hides. ARGH!
So, you see, I wear my grey hair with pride. Each grey strand serves as a medal of honor for the many battles fought in the war known as child rearing. And though I might be through raising my own children, Sweetie still has young’uns at home so . . . hey, what was that crash?!
Ooooh, I feel another grey hair coming on.
6 comments:
Little Wing said...
I had to track you down and tell you that the comment you left on a blog, Viagra Falls was damn funny!I shall be back, great blog you have!
Monday, January 28, 2008 11:27:00 PM EST
skrpndiva said...
I wish I could be so positive about grey hair, but alas, I cannot be as I've been somewhat grey since the age of 25.Jacquie
Tuesday, January 29, 2008 12:38:00 AM EST
Jamie Dawn said...
I know that feeling of hearing a crash and wondering who broke what and how bad the damage is.When my kids think they've cleaned something up, it's never really cleaned up. I always have to go back over it to really get the job done.I don't have gray hair yet, but I'm working on it. When the gray does show up one of these days, I'll just keep coloring over it and pretend it's not there.You wear your gray hair well. Luckily for you, it hasn't aged you. I love the story of your lopsided couch.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008 12:48:00 AM EST
Sharon said...
Oh, I am SURE I have been the cause of a great many grey hairs!!
Thursday, January 31, 2008 9:23:00 AM EST
JunieRose2005 said...
:) So- you're in for some more adventures...AND some more grey hairs!Junie
Thursday, January 31, 2008 9:58:00 AM EST
Britmum said...
OMG now I know whats wrong with Scraggy....way too funny!!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
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3 comments:
That was very funny. I enjoyed reading your post. Your boys sound like typical boys.
Thank you for stopping by today. I wish you luck with your efforts to write. It can be a fun creative outlet.
Hey Doug! Been looking for you on other post and just by chance looked to see if you had other blogs and low and behold....found you! I color my hair to try and hide the grey but they are stubborn and keep peeping through. I guess I should give up and wear it with pride like you. I also have 3 children that I can blame mine on. Glad to see your still around!
Hi Doug,
Don't know how you found me to visit today but I thank you for your visit and I've enjoyed reading your blog this evening. You write well! Great stories!
And yes, Grandkids are the best!!
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