A breathless grandboy came running up to me, wiping his face.
“GWUMPA gwumpa hey gwumpa look hey gwumpa gwumpa AAGH hey”
“Hm. What’s the problem?”
“Gwumpa i ran into spider web. Spider web on my face. Look see see look spider web on my face! Spider web.”
[looking] “I don’t see it. I think you got it all off.”
“I don’t like spiders. Gwumpa go kill it.”
“No he’s fine. He was outside. You walked into HIS house. He should be mad at YOU.”
[he doesn’t buy the argument, crosses his arms] “Hmph. Don’t like spiders”
“Spiders outside are good. They eat mosquitoes and bugs and stuff. Just watch where you are walking and you both will be ok.”
“Ok but he don’t come into MY house gwumpa”
“Good plan, sir. I like that.”
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