Amir, the little boy who lives next door to me came over yesterday to show me his new pet rabbit.
The weird thing was, although he’s like six or seven years old, his grandmother (who speaks no English) insists on feeding him. She follows him to my house with a bowl of cereal and a spoon. As he and I are talking, when he opens his mouth to say something, she tries to shove a spoonful of cereal in it, totally oblivious to the fact the he’s trying to speak. He has to duck to get a word out.
So, I’m leaving and I don’t wanna be rude and say, “Okay, get off my porch now.” If it had just been Amir, I imagine he would have left with me, but I ended up leaving the two of them on my porch, her feeding him cereal. Strange…