| Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones How many little girls can one house hold? If
you want to know exactly how many little girls one house can hold, just
ask me! Most houses, mine included, will always hold “one more” -- that
doesn’t include the four that are already there. Today,
I have five little girls at my house. It’s actually better than this
weekend, when I had four little girls -- and my niece, her two sons,
one son’s fiance (one of the little girls belongs to my niece). Sunday,
we added my daughter Dana’s friend Tammy from Memphis (her daughter is
also one of the little girls) and my oldest brother. My
brother doesn’t have children. For some unknown reason, after spending
the afternoon with four little girls and the rest of us, he went home
early. I can’t imagine why... Monday, we added
the fifth little girl, but the niece, the two sons and the fiance left.
So actually, I came out ahead! I don’t have to wait on or humor the
little girls. The two sons are an entirely different story. As “guys”
they can’t possibly do anything for themselves. We
did have fun though. My niece (her ‘name’ is Sister) and I played
computer games until late Saturday night and then Sunday, Dana, Tammy,
Sister and I played a “new” card game all afternoon. I’d never heard of “Shanghai Rummy” but Tammy had the instructions and rules and said it was fun. Dana
whined for a while, but then realized she was having fun too, so after
the first game, which took over two hours, we played another. Sister,
who says she never wins anything, won both games. Dana, resoundingly
lost the last game by a huge margin. Tammy and I were happy just to be
in the middle. Monday, I left them all and came
to work -- I actually hurried to get here, so I could get some peace
and quiet -- maybe relax a bit! The five little
girls (who are actually not little girls, all but one is a “pre-teen”)
are really not any trouble. They’re either outside playing with the
horses and dogs and wandering through the woods and pasture, or they’re
huddled around the computer or video games laughing like loons. I
do have to share one incident that I am still laughing about. My
‘pre-teen’ granddaughter was telling a story about something that
happened when she was visiting Grace’s new school. She
was windmilling her arms around telling her story (which now I can’t
remember because of the humorous part). She started telling where Mia
(Grace’s little sister) had sat down on the, on the, on the -- what do
you call those things? You know -- skunks! We’re all looking at her like she’s crazy -- sit on skunks? Yeah, you know, like Pepe LePeau in the cartoons -- a PEW! I’m still laughing. With these girls, my house will always hold “one more.”
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