Another Codymonster story
As if you haven't heard them all. But I love to remember them.
I called them. After a good deal of time on the phone with Jessica, I got to talk with the little Codymonster. Yatter, yatter, yatter. He had so much to tell Massachusetts Grandma. During a pause, I asked if he had snow boots. "Yes!" he exclaimed happily. I told him to get his snow boots on and come see Massachusetts Grandma because Massachusetts Grandma needed big help building a snowman. He thinks of everything in ten-minute intervals. In his life, everything will happen in ten minutes. So I told him the plane would be taking off in ten minutes. He threw the phone. (I got a big whap in the ear.) Jessica got on and said he was racing about to find and get on his snow boots. He was determined to get them on and be on the next plane (in ten minutes) out to see Massachusetts Grandma. (I made the same request of Connor, but he was reticent about the idea of donning snow boots and getting on any flight to see Massachusetts Grandma. Connor reminds me of the Libra men I've known--little Mr. Weigh-and-Analyze-and-Evaluate-All-Angles before making a decision.)
I really shouldn't suggest such things to Cody, because he gets so horribly upset when he's told that, no, he won't be going to see Massachusetts Grandma on the next plane (or on any plane). I am feeling really bad about it right now.
I called them. After a good deal of time on the phone with Jessica, I got to talk with the little Codymonster. Yatter, yatter, yatter. He had so much to tell Massachusetts Grandma. During a pause, I asked if he had snow boots. "Yes!" he exclaimed happily. I told him to get his snow boots on and come see Massachusetts Grandma because Massachusetts Grandma needed big help building a snowman. He thinks of everything in ten-minute intervals. In his life, everything will happen in ten minutes. So I told him the plane would be taking off in ten minutes. He threw the phone. (I got a big whap in the ear.) Jessica got on and said he was racing about to find and get on his snow boots. He was determined to get them on and be on the next plane (in ten minutes) out to see Massachusetts Grandma. (I made the same request of Connor, but he was reticent about the idea of donning snow boots and getting on any flight to see Massachusetts Grandma. Connor reminds me of the Libra men I've known--little Mr. Weigh-and-Analyze-and-Evaluate-All-Angles before making a decision.)
I really shouldn't suggest such things to Cody, because he gets so horribly upset when he's told that, no, he won't be going to see Massachusetts Grandma on the next plane (or on any plane). I am feeling really bad about it right now.