logic
When my mom was in town, we (me, hubbie, Albie, and mom) all went out to dinner the last night she was here. I took Albie’s mesh safe feeder with us so he could eat some grapes while we had dinner. At one point, he (of course) dropped the thing on the ground. I picked it up and started to give it back to him and mom said, “No!” because, “you just don’t know what kind of germs are on this floor”.
Okay. Fine. Never mind that my shoes will track what is on this floor onto my own floor, which is why they say you should take off your shoes at home and I just never do. Because I have dogs, for god’s sake, and who knows what kind of stuff they’re bringing into the house! Nonetheless, I said I’d rinse it the feeder off when the hot water to warm his bottle came. So, we gave him his little plastic keys to play with to keep him busy. He chewed on them and slobbered on them, and then (of course) dropped them on the floor. Mom picked them up and handed them back to him.
I said, “How is that any different than the grapes?”
She sort of stammered, but before she actually responded, I said, “Oh, I know, they’re grape-activated germs.”
I thought this was hysterical. She did too, but hid it, and simply replied, “Oh, you and your damn logic. And just to think, I was so happy when you learned to talk”.
