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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Ray Paul's Fault

     I was only two and a half. Ray Paul was about one and a half, and could walk pretty well.  Ray Paul lived next door to us. He had a big sister named Patty. She was about three and a half.  Sometimes I played with Patty at her house. Her mom had a big jar of candy right next to the front door and sometimes she would let us have one piece.

     It was summer and it was hot. My mama was running water onto the lawn from the hose. She went into the house, and I stayed outside. I picked up the hose to help water the lawn. It was fun to make the water go high or low.  Mrs McCarran put Ray Paul out to play and he came over to watch me water the lawn.  I turned a little to change the water, and Ray Paul was right in the way and got all wet.  His mama came out, saw him all wet, and took him in.

     Soon Ray Paul came out again, with different clothes on. I was still watering. He came over again. I turned again. He was in the way again. He got wet again. His mama came out again. This time she said something to me, but I didnt understand her.

     Ray Paul came out for the third time, with more different clothes on. I wasnt finished watering. He wasnt finished watching me. I had to water a different spot. He was in the way and got wet. His mama came out and she was mad. She yelled at me. I didnt know why she was mad at me, because it was Ray Paul who kept getting in the way.  He didnt come out again, but I was finished watering anyway, so went into the house to find something else to do.

1 comment:

Louise said...

That's HILARIOUS. Poor Ray Paul. You'd think his mom would catch on a little quicker.