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he-who-should-not-be-named = the letter L

Harvey is sitting at the table. "I want a piece of mun." he declares.

"Mun?" I say.

"No mun."


"No, MUN."



We are getting nowhere. I have to change tactics.

"Is it something you eat?"


"Is it in the frigerator?"


I open the fridge hoping for miraculous insight. And there it is, in a tupperware on the top shelf.

"Oh! You want some mellon!"

"Yeah!" he says breaking into a thousand-watt smile.

It's been too long since we had mellon in the house, I guess. Thanks food stamps! Now can you get my child to say the letter L???


He says Ollie just fine.

well, he actually says "Oyyee" but we understand well enough.

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