Ant


“DADDY!”

“What is it, Simon?”

COME BACK! There’s an ANT!

“Where?”

“In the KITCHEN!

So Daddy walks back into the kitchen, and looks around.  “Where?”

Simon answers, calmly, “Right there.”  He adds, in the same sort of tone one might use to aww at the sight of a kitten.  “It’s a tiny little ant.”

“Well, do you need me to kill it?”

“YES!  KILL IT!”

I birthed Gollum.

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2 thoughts on “Ant

  1. This reminds me of my own daughter talking about a spider. After she asked me to kill it I told her that it had a family too.

    She asked me to kill the whole family.

    I birthed Vito Corleone.

    These stories are hilarious Natalie!!

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