Abnormal
I had a phone call last night from the Boy. No singing this time.
Boy: Hello Auntie, I am abnormal.
Auntie: I know that. Who told you?
Boy: The thermometer. I have a temperature of 89 and Daddy says I am dead.
Auntie: That's nice. Does your body know that?
Boy: I'm not dead (amidst lots of wailing), I'm abnormal. Mummy said so.
Auntie: Okkaaaaayyyyyyyy. But I don't think Mummy meant your temperature.
Boy: Nanny took it and it was........
Lots of whispers in the background
Boy: 98 and 60.
Auntie: But that is completely normal. Not freakish. Not dead.
Boy: So I am not abnormal?
Auntie: Yes you are, but that is nothing to do with your temperature. Go bug somebody else.
Boy: OK. Bye Auntie!
posted by DMouse007 @ 1/03/2005 01:38:00 PM
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