Loose Teeth and Roosters

This evening I dialed our daughter's phone number and 5-year old Buttercup answered.

Buttercup: Hello?
Grandma: Hi Buttercup, is your mama home?
Buttercup: She's at cub scouts with Jammin'. Hey Grandma, my tooth came out today!

Grandpa walks in, hears the tooth conversation in process, and picks up the extension.

Grandpa: Did it hurt.
Buttercup: No. It just took a quick yank.
Grandpa: Who pulled it?
Buttercup: My mama. Now I can stick my tongue through it.
Grandpa: Did you cry?
Buttercup: Only when I saw the blood.

....later in the conversation
Grandma: How is (chicken) Henrietta Cluck?
Buttercup: She might be a rooster.
Grandma: Then we'll have to call him Henry Cluck.
Buttercup: No, - - - - then we'll have to eat her. I love you. Goodbye.

Comments

Betty said…
Hi Pamela,

I love the conversation you and your hubby had with your grandson. It's things like this that makes me love kids so much. They are so honest. Thank you for sharing that.
8:30 PM, April 27, 2009
the planet of janet said…
poor poor henrietta/henry. not only does s/he have to deal with gender issues, but there's a fricassee to fear!
9:20 PM, April 27, 2009
Amanda said…
She looks kinda beat up! Maybe the tooth didn't come out on it's own.... tee hee

She called and told us the news, now Curly Mop can't stop talking about losing her own teeth.
9:34 PM, April 27, 2009
Karmyn R said…
NEWSFLASH:

This evening, Dave was looking at the missing tooth and we discovered the OTHER tooth is loose too. So in a few days she will be quite the hillbilly. It will be fun to hear her say "S" words.
10:29 PM, April 27, 2009
Tillybud said…
I love that gappy stage kids go thru. They look so cute!
1:44 AM, April 28, 2009
Anonymous said…
Reminds me of my friend's pet duck called Dinner. One day they invited me round for dinner. It wasn't till I had eaten that they told me we'd eaten the actual pet, Dinner.
4:50 AM, April 28, 2009
karisma said…
Oh Buttercup, Don't you dare eat her! Aunty Karisma will cry! Look if I can put up with Drewcilla the wicked chook, you can put up with one rooster called Henrietta Cluck!

O BTW Grandma, my email is working again! Cheers
5:10 AM, April 28, 2009
nikki said…
Buttercup is too cute for words!
6:28 AM, April 28, 2009
Unknown said…
Buttercup brings smiles to my face and I can imagine a conversation with her keep you smiling all day!
8:50 AM, April 28, 2009
Desert Songbird said…
I can't wait to read Karmyn's story if she has to butcher that rooster instead of collecting eggs from a chicken.
9:31 AM, April 28, 2009
Carole Burant said…
LOL loved that conversation! I can't wait until Lily is old enough for me to have phone conversations like that:-) xoxo
1:00 PM, April 28, 2009
grammy said…
my seven year old Grand last her third tooth and the tooth fairy forgot...oops. Glad it's not me doing that again. I forgot several times too (o:
8:26 PM, April 28, 2009
Far Side of Fifty said…
Here hoping that Henrietta is a girl! Your grands are so cute! :)
11:35 PM, April 28, 2009
The Ramblin Irishman said…
Pam,
Nothing like children to bring out originality and lots of smiles, toothless or otherwise.
7:08 AM, April 29, 2009
Tiggerlane said…
I love it! I had no idea that male chickens were so undesirable as pets...and only fit for eating. SO CUTE! One day (far away, I hope), I'll have my own grandchildren!
9:25 AM, April 29, 2009
Jennifer said…
awww...I miss those days!!
12:48 PM, April 29, 2009
Ms. Kathleen said…
That is cute... Poor Henry!
2:22 PM, April 29, 2009
jettied said…
I so love when you post about yournversations with your grandkids!!! Wouldn't that be a cute book!!
3:23 PM, April 29, 2009
Kila said…
Males are trouble ;)

How nice that she could tell you her big news!
6:35 PM, April 29, 2009
Claudia said…
Poor Henry/Henrietta!! My WV today is banish...so banish the thought!! :)
7:46 AM, April 30, 2009
Hayden said…
what gorgeous skin! she looks like a REALLY healthy girl!
3:59 PM, May 02, 2009
Wendster said…
We'll have to eat her. HA HA HA! And so matter of fact.
It means this, child.
No, it means that, grandparent. Like a little newscaster. "The way it is."
11:42 PM, May 03, 2009
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