Yesterday, at the Tractor Supply, a couple little girls came in with their grandfather to see the chicks. The ducklings are gone. We still got bunnies, though. So people bring their kids in to see them, and really, the darn things are soooooooo cute. Fun to watch, and the peeping of the chicks just makes me think of spring. Even though I can look out the front door of the store and watch it snowing. But that's another whine for another day.
So these two little girls came up to the counter with their grandfather to check out. I asked them what they thought of the chicks and weren't they cute? etc. etc. etc. And excitedly they chattered about chicks, and how they wanted one, and grandpa smiled indulgently, but told them no. I said, to smooth it all over, "All I want is two chickens, but I'm not allowed either." The littlest girl, about five years old said, "Why can't you have them?" very interestedly. I looked down at her. "Well, my husband told me no." (He did too. He's afraid they will bring coyotes into the yard, or that our neighbor's dog will get them, and there will be problems. Best just not to even open that door, in his opinion...just buy the eggs at the grocery store...) So I looked down at this little girl, just the cutest thing, and I told her, "Well, my husband said no," and that little pippersqueak leaned forward and said, "You know, you don't have to do what they say..." as if she was imparting great wisdom to me. And grandpa and I burst out laughing.
Later, as the three of them were walking out the door, the littlest one got side tracked by the Schleich horses. She wanted one in the worst way. Grandpa said, "Well, we'd better go ask grandma. See what she thinks about this." I walked past them, and the littlest one said, "We're going to ask my nana if I can have this black horse!" very excitedly. And grandpa took their hands and they headed for the door. Grandpa said, "I have to listen to grandma. I know better."
I went back to building the decorative display windmills, and I chuckled to myself at that exchange. And not much later, the girls returned with a very sweet faced grandma who loved them as dearly as their grandpa did. And the littlest girl got her black Schleich horse, as the adults laughed once more.