Last night, I was at Audrey’s home. Her 3 youngest guys were sound asleep, but William (4) was wide awake and asking to come sit with us and watch “a little tv,” as he put it.
Well, television at night means interesting commercials; not the bells and whistles songs and dances daytime kids’ advertisements. Wait… I take that back. There is the one with the sort-of Elvis ring to it. You know the one. Sing along. Viva, Viagra.
All of a sudden, William became very inquisitive about this commercial and said, “Grandma, are they singing about Niagara Falls?” (William is fascinated with geology and cool stuff like Niagara Falls.)
“Um. Not really,” I said, trying to figure out how to answer the next question.
“But they’re singing about Niagara,” he said.
“Well, Honey,” I answered, “they are singing about medicine for grown ups. It sounds like Niagara, but it isn’t.”
He listened more carefully. “What is Viag-ara? Is it another waterfall?” he asked.
I thought about this for a moment. Then I answered in my best grown-up voice, “Yes, Honey. Viag-ara is all about another kind of, ahem… waterfall.”
William seemed satisfied with my answer. I just hope he doesn’t ask me to find Viag-ara Falls on one of his maps anytime too soon…