The Seven-Year-Old gets even

Nearly every day, the Seven-Year-Old comes home from school with a tale of how one boy or another grossed her out at lunch so badly that she couldn’t eat — generally by chewing with his mouth open — a teachable moment if ever there was one — or by playing out bathroom humor with (in)appropriate sound effects around the lunch table.

Except for one glorious day last week.

The Seven-Year-Old, in between bites of her after school snack: “I grossed out all the boys at lunch today.”

Mommyo: “Really? How?”

The Seven-Year-Old: “You know all that jam you packed for me? I told them it was space goop.”

Mommyo: “Huh. You’d think the boys would be all over that. Why did it gross them out?”

The Seven-Year-Old, proudly: “I said, ‘This space goop isn’t even fresh!'”

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About Shala Howell

I write about wildly curious kids, rabbits who hunt dragons, and 1880s Boston. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), I blog about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, muse about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.blog, or tweet about books, writing, science, & things that make me smile at @shalahowell.
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2 Responses to The Seven-Year-Old gets even

  1. bobraxton says:

    I have never met space goop I didn’t like.

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