Ok folks it’s Monday and I’m not one that likes to exist in a maudlin state. So I’m going to be seeking out the humour to bring you at the beginning of each week. My hope is to leave you smiling on Momdaze. Some will feature from the mouths of my own lovelies, some will be stolen from work and others pilfered from the public at large.
Some people read magazines at the supermarket checkout. I love observing and listening to snippets of people’s lives. Call it eavesdropping or whatever else you may. I refer to it as express lane escapism.
Recently I overheard a conversation between a mum, and what I assumed to be, her son. He would have been between 3 and 4. It went a little something like this:
‘Mum, vegetable oil comes from vegetables doesn’t it?’
‘Yes, they take the oil from lots of vegetables and put it into bottles.’
‘So peanut oil would come from peanuts?’
‘Yes, that’s right.’ (Mum looks pretty proud of her son).
‘And so that means orange oil is squeezed from oranges and olive oil is made from olives?’
At this point child begins to cry with such instant force that he attracts the attention of not only his mum. Once he’s in his mother’s reassuring arms he begins to calm enough to ask between sobs, ‘So that means they squeeze all the oil out of babies to make baby oil?’
Image from: here.