An explanation of my person.
My father and I went to my sister's community pool today. Zoey and Delaney came and we all had a wonderful time. I was dozing in a lounge chair and listing to the sounds of all these diffrent conversations, and my father askes me a question. I thought it was an odd question but not wanting to engauge in any conversation and contuine with my light hearted nap.
Zoey and my dad are playing a game in the pool, one of them is an alligator and the other has to get away. Zoey gets all into it and aside form being the cutest thing you ever did see it helps to teach her to swim. Apprently my dad decided to change the game a little bit so I'll tell you all here exactly what I heard.
"Okay Zoey, now I'm going to be a Langolier."
"Okay Grampa."
Then a little bit later when I get back into the pool (my tesicles had begun to decend again. In otherwords the pool was cold) and Zoey paddles over to me, she give my neck a death grip hug and proclaims to me "I'm a Langolier and I just ate your soul."
Once in awhile, I love being apart of my family.
Zoey and my dad are playing a game in the pool, one of them is an alligator and the other has to get away. Zoey gets all into it and aside form being the cutest thing you ever did see it helps to teach her to swim. Apprently my dad decided to change the game a little bit so I'll tell you all here exactly what I heard.
"Okay Zoey, now I'm going to be a Langolier."
"Okay Grampa."
Then a little bit later when I get back into the pool (my tesicles had begun to decend again. In otherwords the pool was cold) and Zoey paddles over to me, she give my neck a death grip hug and proclaims to me "I'm a Langolier and I just ate your soul."
Once in awhile, I love being apart of my family.