Unbridled Exuberance

Big Daddy and I were at the bank with Nita and Jemima. We had to sign some paperwork and put some things in the safety deposit box. The girls were happily playing with the toys the bank had in it’s lobby. Big Daddy and I were signing and depositing as fast as we could. Not only did we want to finish before the toys lost their appeal and Jemima started throwing them at other customers and bank employees, but Big Daddy needed to get back to work and we left an Orkin Man at the house.

Yeah, an Orkin Man. Big D was in the dining room doing some sort of nerd stuff (I have no idea what goes on but it involves videos, projectors and laptops and is in preparation for some nerd con this week) on the laptop around midnight the other night when he heard a scraping and scratching sound. Wasn’t long before he saw a mouse. Hence, the Orkin Man.

We got everything signed and deposited pretty quickly and the girls stayed quiet and calm. We were waiting for copies when Jemima decided it would be a good time to run from one end of the bank to the other as fast as she could while screaming, ‘AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!” No amount of “shush” or “please stop” could get her to be still and quiet. No, in fact, she smiled from ear to ear and got louder.

A teller with a smitten look on her face said, “Their unbridled exuberance is so sweet.” All I could do was laugh. Clearly, she doesn’t have children.