I had two good kids while they were growing up – I say two because the third one wasn’t so good – but being so good, what exciting incident can I write about?
Ronny wasn’t quite as good as Bobby so I might think of a couple of things – but Edward, now he was something else. I could finish this book about him.
As a little tot Edward liked bugs. I tried to give him a lesson on good and bad bugs – scorpions are bad. I showed him when I found it under the vacuum cleaner.
The next evening I sliced green pepper lengthwise and fried them – he pointed to them and said “Korpien Ma, Korpien Ma. What an indictment on my cooking!