A friend here told us last night that her friend was at work when her Downs Syndrome son called her and said he'd caught a gnome. She couldn't think what word her son meant and kept asking him to repeat what he'd found while trying to think of what word he could be trying to say. He became more and more upset that she didn't understand or believe he'd caught a gnome. In exasperation she told him gnomes were an imaginary being, that he was using the wrong word and to just feed it something (she was thinking it might be a tiny animal) and that she'd be home soon. He called again 15 min. later very upset and said he'd tried to feed it M&Ms and Twix but it wouldn't eat them. So she said she'd come home. She apologized to her co-workers and said she'd have to go home early to check what he was into.
He met her at the door. He's a very tall boy, a good kid and tries hard. He said the gnome wouldn't eat the candy. He took his mom by the hand into the house and unlocked a closet. There in the closet was a dwarf with a sash across his chest stating he was a US Census Taker. He yelled at her, "I'm going to sue you!" Apparently her son had just picked him up bodily and locked him up!
He met her at the door. He's a very tall boy, a good kid and tries hard. He said the gnome wouldn't eat the candy. He took his mom by the hand into the house and unlocked a closet. There in the closet was a dwarf with a sash across his chest stating he was a US Census Taker. He yelled at her, "I'm going to sue you!" Apparently her son had just picked him up bodily and locked him up!
Thanks for the laugh, nr. Tell Craig "hi."