Over the weekend, my five-year-old nephew said to me, "When old people eat too much candy, they get feet like stumps." OK. I'm sure he was referring to his grandfather who had to have half of his foot amputated because of gangrene due to diabetes.
Later when I told my brother about the nephew's observations, we pondered whether the nephew had come to this conclusion on his own, or whether someone told him, "That's what happens when you eat too candy," in an effort to spare the child of nightmares about doctors and hospitals—or just thinking he was too young to understand.
Then I said, "Well, I think it would be even more horrifying to think 'that's just what happens.' You know, one too many Hershey's kisses, and it turns into a scene from the Wizard of Oz. Suddenly, your feet just shrivel up right in front of you."
And now, every time I think of "feet like stumps," I laugh out loud. Even though, it isn't really that funny, if you really think about it.
And that was the funniest thing that happened to me this weekend.
Later when I told my brother about the nephew's observations, we pondered whether the nephew had come to this conclusion on his own, or whether someone told him, "That's what happens when you eat too candy," in an effort to spare the child of nightmares about doctors and hospitals—or just thinking he was too young to understand.
Then I said, "Well, I think it would be even more horrifying to think 'that's just what happens.' You know, one too many Hershey's kisses, and it turns into a scene from the Wizard of Oz. Suddenly, your feet just shrivel up right in front of you."
And now, every time I think of "feet like stumps," I laugh out loud. Even though, it isn't really that funny, if you really think about it.
And that was the funniest thing that happened to me this weekend.
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