The other day we were at a little store and there was only one check out open and the queue was quite long. There was a couple in front of us with two small children about ages 4 and 18 months. Mom was holding the four year old and had proceeded to the front of the cart. The 18 month old was in a baby seat directly in front of us, the Dad moved to the front of the cart as well and it was just us standing side by side looking at this little boy. You could tell he was quite sleepy but fascinated by the strangers looking down at him, his eyes shifted from me to Ken and then fixated on Ken. He was barefooted and I could see Ken looking at these cute chubby little toes and grinning from ear to ear remembering all of the times he’d tickle the toes of his nieces and nephews.
Me: Don’t DO IT
Ken reaches forward and starts to tickle the toes..
Ken: what....I can’t help it.
Me: You aren’t suppose to touch babies without asking first
Ken: but the toes are right there, you know what I mean, just look at them, all cute and pudgy, they’re saying tickle me
Just about then the Dad hears us and says “is he laughing?”
Ken: Yes (laughing) he is. Sorry, I didn’t realize that touching his toes was such a big deal
after hearing Ken talk, the Dads face lights up...
Dad: Are you from England?
Ken: Yes
Dad: I’m English too! I’m fram Jamaica
Ken: alright!
Dad (to me) its okay that he touch the toes, we’re both English, we’re practically family mon
Friday, October 10, 2008
the accent wins again
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Thats a great story for a friday morning at work. Thanks for sharing :)
HAHA.. I love it! That makes me laugh!
I almost just spit up my tea in giggle while reading that!
That was so funny! A nice smile to a long weekend (in Canada). I've got a real soft spot for the English too. I'm two generationgs down from being there.
That's so cute..love it!
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