Look at me, participating in a new meme two weeks in a row! Hooray! This week, I give you “Look Who’s Talking.”
“Mom? Mommy? Where did you go? Are you in the kitchen? No. Okay, how about in the big chair? No. Where’s Mommy? Grandpa, where’s Mommy? How do I make her come? I usually—oh, I usually can cry. Let’s try that.”
The old man closed the door, waving, calling out goodbyes. Turning, he found his granddaughter in the middle of the floor, lip quivering, just shy of wailing.
Nope, not just shy anymore. Actually wailing. Leaning on his carved cane for support, he shuffled to the diaper bag and found the pacifier. With a few soothing words for good measure, he tried to calm the girl.
“No, not passy-fier. Mommy! Mommy is what I want! Don’t give me that thing! Why don’t—mmnm, hrmm—ptui–why don’t you ever understand me?”
This was a language barrier for the ages. (140 words)
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