A genuine conversation I had with Gabie today while walking across campus to my office:
Gabie said, "I wish I had brought Panda with us."
"Why is that?" I answered.
"Because he would like to see your office."
"Hasn't he been up here before?"
"Once, a long time ago. But Panda has a very bad memory."
"Oh he does?"
"Yes. When he was just a baby, he had a small brain tumor removed and so now he has a bad memory."
"Oh dear. That's terrible."
"Plus, he has a very small brain. But he still makes a good pet because he's not afraid to take his baths in the washing machine."
"That's the best kind of pet there is."
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That IS the best kind of pet there is!
Oh, goodness! I hope Panda will be okay and that his tumor never grows back.
Grace used to leave her bear swimming in the toilet. Love that flushing action.
Oh my heavens! You have to write a book called "Gabie-isms"!
Popped over from DYM. Had to leave a comment to let you know that this is the post that got me to subscribe. I read the camping trip posts and skimmed the Sartre post (I love philosophy and I'll be back to read it when my mind can focus -- meaning when Blue's Clues isn't playing in the next room), but a Panda with a brain tumor got me hooked.
Too funny! Gabie sounds a lot like my Bethany who is six, and I can imagine having a similar conversation with her.
THAT sort of bear? I love it!
Your Anasazi trip sounds wonderful! I have family in Arizona, and they keep saying "when are you coming?" I am thinking next April? But if you tell my husband, he will cry! Enough with the world travel, already!!
Hey, Gabie told me he wanted Panda there with him. What a babe. I want him? Can I have him?
I adore your Gabie. I want him to come play at my house and crack me up with his thoughtfulness.
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