“Who do we have here?”, the man asked me as I walked with my grandson on the hiking trail behind my house.
I walk on the trail nearly every day and often pass this man as we go in opposite directions. We exchange brief pleasantries, usually about the weather.
One day when my grandson was visiting, he joined me on my morning walk. He had just gotten a hair-cut in preparation for his first day of Kindergarten. The cut was pretty dramatic – a mohawk – so it was hard to miss! We passed the man on the trail. “Who do we have here?” he asked me, and to my grandson he said, “Hey, Bud! I like how you cut your hair!”
My grandson just looked at him and said, “I didn’t cut it”!
The man thought that was hilarious and could be heard laughing as he continued his walk behind us.
My grandson apparently felt the need to defend himself: “Well, I didn’t cut it, Grammy! The barber did!”
“I know, honey”, I said as we walked towards home. He looked confused, but I was amused!
It’s Only Words #12