I just heard one of the young roosters crow. Not sure which one. It's such a funny sound, the cracking voice as the bird tries out this new thing. It always seems to me that they can't help but crow. It's as much a surprise to them as it is to the rest of us.
I also just talked to August on the phone.
"It's MerMer!" I said. (I crowed.)
"Boppy?" he asked.
Oh Jeez.
Love...Ms. Moon
Ha! :)
ReplyDeleteRight?
DeleteSo as to not confuse our grands, our kids would say, 'do you want to go see MawMaw, PawPaw, and Buffy?' Grandparents were identified by their pets. Twenty years later we're MawPawBuffy. Buffy died 14 years ago....August obviously connects you and Boppy, too.
ReplyDeleteThat's great! Yes. I think our littlest grandkids see us a unit. Which is sort of funny.
DeleteI agree with Catrina. The kids understand MerMer and Boppy as a unit. You said MerMer, August said Boppy, like call and response. He was really saying "I remember and I miss you!"
ReplyDeleteI am going to believe you are correct! Otherwise, I'll just feel like he loves his grandfather more than he loves me.
DeleteTeenage roosters are like teenage boys! Useless
ReplyDeleteAh well. Without teenaged roosters and boys we'd never get full grown roosters and men. Which, in some cases, would be very sad.
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