Dining with Squirrels

It’s been a while since Lucy delivered a zinger.  I found this one sitting in my drafts file.  I really thought I’d shared it.  It’s a jewel.

Lucy:  Mom, dogs are people too.

Sara:  No, they’re not.

Lucy:  Well, they could be.

Sara:  No, they can’t.  People are humans.  Only humans.  You know, women, men, boys, and girls.

Lucy: And hobos.

Yes, dear.  And hobos.

Here is what she said to Karl later in the evening:

Lucy:  Dad?  If Ben had a personal narrative, it would be “I’d like to be alone.”

Spot on.  You think they’re just planning their next raid on the refrigerator or their next assault on their mother’s underwear [Wedgies Live!], and then they  reveal the workings of their freewheeling, unencumbered brains.