It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Fool me Once…

Naptime. George and Zach sleep on cots in the kitchen. I hear rumblings and rustlings as I type in the basement. Go upstairs to check. Zach is sound asleep. George is faking it, eyes squinched shut and twitching, body tight.

I stand very still for a moment. George holds his pose.

“Hmmm…” I muse out loud to myself. “Zach is asleep. George is asleep, too.” George smiles. “I wonder who could have made that noise up here?”

George doesn’t move, his eyes stay tightly shut, but his voice slips between his almost-closed lips.

“Zach.”

July 27, 2005 Posted by | George, Mischief | 4 Comments