Quote: You mean you don't have midget clowns in Illinois?
Well, not that I've seen lately, but who knows? Maybe I'm just not looking in the right places.
You have to look down!
Did I tell you why D10 is so concerned about little people?
When D6 was a baby, we all went on a plane trip somewhere... can't remember where. We had landed back in Denver, and Mr. Wonderful had D6 and all her stuff (we take turns with the girls). We got off the plane and were getting ready to head to baggage claim when Mr. Wonderful exclaimed, "Oh crap! I left the diaper bag on the plane!"
The diaper bag had all her meds--couldn't live without it--so he made his way through the crowd in the opposite direction while I had the girls.
While he was on the plane, a People-mover car came up to collect a large group of little people, who had also traveled on our flight. Some of them had physical difficulties, which is why the car came for them. They were loading the person who had the most difficulty when Mr. Wonderful came running over to us.
He was a mess--a little crazed at the frenzy he had created and dropping stuff all over the place. D10 and I were just standing there, watching him work himself up.
Mr. W. swung around abruptly--one shoulder was carting the fully loaded diaper bag, and the other one with his carry on. I think both of them were really heavy.
While he was swinging those bags around in his self-induced frenzy, he was knocking midgets in the head with the bags! He'd turn back around abruptly to collect some other fallen object and whack another one in the face.
I was a little horrified--it looked like something straight out of the 3 Stooges--he was continually whacking these little people to the point where they said, "OW, look down!" He was SO red and apologetic. And D10 was bawling her eyes out...
She's been very concerned about Midget Human Rights ever since...
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
