Russell objected to the wet kisses but one glance at his mom and her frown combined with the eyebrow thing she did told him, he’d best submit to the torture. Complying shortened the process, and off he was let go to run after another cousin. Before long he found himself abandoned with only his dog as a companion. The older kids were tired of “the baby” running behind them.
“Esther, Russ is climbing for some water. “ She called attention to Russell. “What’s that he’s got dripping off his chin?”
Esther looked over at Russ and saw he indeed had dark juices dripping off his chin. She grabbed a rag and was proceeding to clean up his face. “Come here, you scamp! What’s that you’re chewing on?”
Russell squirmed away from her grasp as he answered “’napes momma”.
Matter of fact, Russell answered, “’Offen da dog”.