Grandfather Clause

So, it’s my 500th posting, and it goes about as well as I’ve grown to expect…

Overheard at the third grader’s school pickup gate, one little girl yells to some kid in the back of the pack, “Your grandfather is here.”

I look around, confused, because I am the only male-type person waiting. Then Isabella emerges.

Iz: No, Sam. That’s just my Dad.

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