The Boy’s Cookie

Having been a bit intense recently, i felt the need, for the moment, to indulge in the whimsical- – –

Seeing my nephew playing in a swimming pool recently brought back a memory and a smile.  We were on a visit up to a cottage on a lake.  The Boy was only three at the time and, not having yet learned to swim, was being suited up in his ‘swimming armor’* – – a pint sized life jacket and those inflatable arm flotation things**.

The kind old neighbor lady stopped by just then to offer some cookies to the kids (What?  None for me? [pout]).  TheBoy’s eyes grew wide in anticipation of sugar-enhanced culinary bliss.  Neighbor lady handed one to The Boy who immediately swung the cookie to his gaping and drooling maw… only to be stopped inches from his quivering lips by the air pillow of the already-inflated arm floats. 

Mild chuckles soon become outright laughter as we watched him try and find a way to get that cookie within reach of his mouth.***

In the mood for laughing, but not in the mood for further child abuse, I released him from his arm floats and watched with still bemused joy at his enjoyment of the cookie.

…maybe those arm floats can be sold as diet aids…


*For those of you mentally picturing me putting iron underwear on The Boy and throwing him into the water – – Shame on you!  (And shame on me for thinking the same thing [chuckle].

**When did we become so paranoid?  Do you remember having to be armored up to swim?  I don’t.  I considered myself lucky to just have someone within 50 feet of me whether they were watching me or not.

***It is likely becoming readily apparent to some of you, based on this and prior posts, that one of the primary reasons for having kids—besides the outright fun of having lots of sex to make the little moppets—is to provide me with an endless source of humor.


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10 Responses to “The Boy’s Cookie”

  1. kyknoord Says:

    * but imagine what strong swimmers they’d be if they can survive the experience.

  2. silverstar98121 Says:

    Having been born at a time when polio was still rampant, I never saw a swimming pool until I was 13. And then they just threw me in. I never did learn to swim worth a darn. Still afraid of water over my knees.

  3. ctyri Says:

    [[Do you remember having to be armored up to swim? I don’t. I considered myself lucky to just have someone within 50 feet of me whether they were watching me or not.]]

    I don’t either. But then again, I do remember slipping into the deep end of a backyard pool watching the sun shining through the surface several feet above my head as I struggled to no avail and realized this was what drowning felt like. Luckily, my uncle (who had control of em at the time but was chatting with a girlfriend) jumped in and pulled me out, only to have me puke on said girlfriend’s feet.

    Good times.

  4. daisyfae Says:

    if i wanted a cookie, an inflatable device on my arms would be insufficient. i have dextrous toes, and would find a way…. “C is for Cookie” COOOOOOOOKIEEEEEEE!

  5. thegnukid Says:

    kyknoord – exactly! or at least learn to hold their breath for a l-o-n-g time.

    silverstar – then baths must be interesting at your house… not that i think of you… ummm… ooo, look! a seagull!!

    ctyri – [laughin’] here’s the real test… did she STAY his girlfriend? yeah, we don’t have good times like that anymore…

    daisyfae – “stand back, people! keep your fingers and small children away. the spectacle will all be over when her cookie is gone… damn, that was fast!” thanks for the warning!

  6. leavingevangeline Says:

    Funny! I needed a good laugh…and you have provided! Thanks!

    Now, provide me with a cookie.


    Do it.

    I want a cookie.

  7. nursemyra Says:

    I didn´t get to see daisyfae make whooppee with a cookie but she does a mean lick around an ice cream…..

  8. thegnukid Says:

    leavingevangeline – here! take the whole box!! Ahhhhhh!!!!

    nursemyra – homina homina homina [utterly speechless as gnukid’s mind goes where every healthy male’s mind is likely going]

  9. daisyfae Says:

    but i was studying with the master… nursemyra can not only melt the ice cream, it sublimes in her very presence!

  10. thegnukid Says:

    when the student is ready, the master will appear…

    ‘sublimes’… i like that description… i’d likely do the same in either of your presence. both of you together? fusion, with gnukid particles everywhere…


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