Sing a song of Sing Sing
My sister and I had a funny little conversation about my twins the other day. We were discussing our children’s mischievousness, and wondering which one of us was more exhausted. Here’s a paraphrased conversational snippet:
DS: Your guys are pretty crazy, but quite different from each other. Baby A is a pretty boy, and seems calm, but he can be a devil. Baby B is openly a devil, and clearly going to spend some time in prison.
Me: Well, both of them are pretty clever. I’d like to think Baby B would wriggle himself out of trouble before he was convicted. You know, he'd be the type to call his roommate from the Academy who is now a police chief, and get out of trouble before the ticket was filed.
DS: No, I think Baby B will do some time. Baby A will be in college and Baby B will be in the big house, har har.
Me: As long as one goes to Princeton and the other to Sing Sing, it’s fine. They are pretty close. Or one baby could attend Columbia; that way I won’t even have to cross the Hudson River, ho ho!
Yes, we are close enough to be able to insult each other’s children and take it in stride.
2 Comments:
My sister used to wonder if her son would do time, too, and he is, now, an upstanding young man in his early twenties! I guess boys, especially, need to learn how to manage all that intense energy they tend to have. Not that girls don't have to learn to manage themselves, but I have noticed that boys and girls are different. I wonder if mothers of girls wonder if their daughters will do time. Hmmm . . .
Umm...Funny you should ask Preacher Mom. Let's just say that if it wasn't for the cute haircut and propensity to wear princess costumes, my daughter could easily be mistaken for a member of the opposite sex - delicate flower she is not.
It's too bad the sexes are segregated at Sing Sing, our kids could have had a real future together.
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