Another kid story.......this time involvin "the son"
He was about 4 years old......his great granny had bought him easter chicks a few months before.......They was fairly "grown" size. He'd went outside to play one day, while I was doin...whatever it was I was doin in the house. When I heard a knock on the front door.....no one knocks at my house, they just come in, so I was kinda surprised. Boy howdy was I ever surprised when I opened the door, and there stood my son....looked like he'd been workin on somethin greasy....half his lil face and all of his mouth was covered with.......somethin???.....
I asked him, "Now just what have you been doin???"
He just stood there.....lookin pitiful
I asked him again "What have you gotten into? whats all over your face?"
He tried to tell me, but couldn't with his mouth closed....was all garbled....
plus he'd started gaggin.....sorta
I asked one more time.....and he finally opened one small lil corner of his mouth and mumbled somethin that sounded awful much like....."Shicknpotty".....I said what???? he said, "Shicknpotty".....I then totally lost it and died laffin....got him into the house to the tub and let him wash it all off.....
I had to ask him....just what was yer mouth doin that close to a chickens behind????? He said , "I was just squatted down out there by the pen watchin em eat.....n one of em pooped.....and then scratched the ground...n flung it on me!!!!!" I soooo wish Id had my camera that day, it was priceless.
