Here's another memory triggered by conversation with our house guest. He's leaving tomorrow so then I'll need to resort to other sources of inspiration. May I say here that having a conversation, over cups of mulled cider, with no TV or cell phone interruptions, is a rare and wonderful pleasure. We got to talking, as grandparents are likely to do, about funny things our grandchildren, or children, have said or done. Which brought this memory to mind. The year was 1976; my son was five years old and my daughter was three. A five year old neighbor boy from across the alley had come over to play. This was a common occurrence and generally the three of them got along very well together. On this particular morning I was in the kitchen and could hear their conversation from the next room. Suddenly I heard little 'Bobby' (names changed to protect the innocent) saying to my daughter 'Betty' "Betty, Betty, come here a minute, I want to show you something in the bathroom." Instantly, my Mom-dar went on alert. I didn't yell or anything, but I walked to where I had a clear view of the little half-bath under the stairs, ready to pounce (I mean gently intervene) if they shut the door. Then I heard him say "Look, I can turn this light switch on and off with my elbow." Whew!!
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