Thursday, August 6, 2009

My Little Tom Sawyer

This morning, I asked David (age 7) to fold napkins.

Ben said: “Hello, Tom, you got to work, hey?”

Sam (age 3) observed the folding.

“Oh come, now, you don’t mean to let on that you like it?”

The brush continued to move.

“Like it? Well, I don’t see why I oughtn’t to like it. Does a boy get a chance to whitewash a fence every day?”

David: Hey, Sam, stop messing with the napkins!

That put the thing in a new light. Ben stopped nibbling his apple. Tom swept his brush daintily back and forth – stepped back to note the effect – added a touch here and there – criticised the effect again – Ben watching every move and getting more and more interested, more and more absorbed. Presently he said:

“Say, Tom, let me whitewash a little.”

Sam: Show me how.

"Oh come, now – lemme, just try. Only just a little – I’d let you, if you was me, Tom.”

David: Okay, here's how you fold the napkins...

The rest, as they say, is history.
Sam folded the napkins.
Tomorrow we whitewash the fences...


valerious said...

That is too funny! They learn fast!

Leigh Ann said...

That is hilarious! After all, what are little brothers for?

Anonymous said...

Nice story. David sounds like a bright little boy, despite his tendency to annoy you with running fawcets!

Jew Wishes said...

What a wonderful story! LOL.

RivkA with a capital A said...

LOVED this post!

I keep thinking how I have to read "Tom Sawyer" to my son.

He somehow gets his little sister to clean his room for him!!