Friday Conclusion

This afternoon, as I innocently strolled through the local Albertsons supermarket carrying my precious nine pound bag of green beans, I noticed a small boy hurl a box of pancake mix at his mother.  I assumed the woman was his mother because, let’s be honest, only a mother would be on the receiving end of such a loving gesture.  She was able to duck and get out of the way at the last minute.  He quickly regrouped, picked up the pancake mix box and SHOT OFF down the aisle like a Maserati. The mother, furious, gathered herself together and gave chase, screaming his name at the top of her lungs.

“BENJAMIN BARTHOLOMEW! GET YOUR BOTTOM BACK HERE RIGHT NOW! BENJAMIN BARTHOLOMEW!”

Benjamin Bartholomew did not listen.  Benjamin Bartholomew led his mother on a high speed choreographed chase through the entire grocery store as if he were Isadora Duncan and she was one of his dancers.  This way and that.  That way and this.  Screaming his name and him not listening.  At one point, while I was standing in the cracker aisle trying to understand the difference between Ak-Maks and Wassa, Benjamin Bartholomew went galloping by me with a very large, happy grin on his face and just as a gust of wind was about to blow my hair away from my face from the force of his gait, he stopped for a quick second to tell me that my green bean bag had a hole in it and I was in danger of losing a few.

“A rip!” he warned, pointing, gleaming. Then he catapulted off like a rocket, on his way to nowhere in particular but on his way there FAST.  And as I stood there, watching him take the turn around the Cheerios display like a Nascar driver I thought that existence must be quite lively in the Benjamin Bartholomew household and then I thought I wish he would have stayed a little longer.  Which brings me to my point and my conclusion:

THERE REALLY IS NOTHING LIKE A ROSY CHEEKED REBEL TO REMIND YOU THAT EVERYDAY LIFE IS AN ACTION PACKED GRAND ADVENTURE

Run like hell and don’t forget to smile,
Henrietta Hellcat

6 Comments on "Friday Conclusion"

  1. The Zadge says:

    Great story!

    P.S. Ak-Maks make me yak. Why don’t you just bite into some cardboard for free?

  2. Dear Hen,
    You’re the chicken’s cluck.
    jik in the chocolate aisle

  3. Benjamin Bartholomew was born to be bad.

  4. linlah says:

    Thankfully he knows the importance of green beans.