Is someone knocking? With my hearing the way it is, one never knows.
Yes, there is, as I pad to the door.
Without my glasses I can’t quite make out who it is from the peep hole, so I call out…who’s there?
No answer.
Uh-oh. Is it a doorman with a baseball bat because I didn’t tip him enough for Christmas?
Hey, it’s the Stephen King in me.
I slowly open the door with the chain on and don’t see anybody, but then look down.
It’s little Mitch, from 6, a 4 year-old who loves to bake, clutching a wrapped package I’m guessing are cookies.
It’s not unusual to meet him and his nanny on the elevator with a smudge of flour on his nose.
“Oh Mitch, forgive me,” I say, “I didn’t know it was you. Didn’t you hear me calling?”
(here it comes)
“Yeah, but my mom says, don’t talk to strangers.”
This struck me funny. “But I’m not a stranger.”
“But it didn’t sound like you.”
It takes a second, but I figure it out.
I have a major head cold, and do sound a little like Lauren Bacall with a touch of Bogie tossed in.
Ya gotta love kids.
SB 
Glad to see Mitch taking care of the good lady. 🙂
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He’s sweet. I crashed his birthday party and we’ve been pals ever since. He’s got Down Syndrome something I didn’t mention. He’s a great kid.
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Will read. 👍
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Kids are the best! I could read stories about their cute antics and sayings all day.
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Me too !
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How precious. Not being able to hear someone at the door was one of my concerns when I first lost the hearing in my left ear. That’s when we got our first dog.
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I probably wouldn’t hear the dog. 🙂
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Super story. How were the cookies?
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Excellent. Oatmeal because I had told him I eat it every morning for breakfast. Isn’t that cute?
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Very cute.
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I know, too bad we couldn’t bottle him.
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Mitch sure beats all these food home delivery systems, tell you what.
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Yes, he’s like a good bakery, upstairs.
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That’s perfect.
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How sweet is Mitch? And I feel you on the head cold front… Been suffering for a week and a half already. Ugh…
Get well soon!
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It’s been over a week but, they say the worst means, it’s almost over. Thanks
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Glad to hear it.
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🙂
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Absolutely precious Mitch is!!! I have a 4 yr old great grandson who has his Master’s in Smartypantsology! Impossible to outstep him. Comes up with a punch with every line. Bet he looks like Mitch. That cookie chef is a super neighbor, Susannah. You’re blest to know him as he is to know you! Who knows what he’ll mix up in the near future. Enjoy your cookies! Yummy! Happy munching to you & Mitch both. (Maybe he’ll ask if you’d like to assist some…) Hope your cold goes away soon…very soon! Hugs galore!
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I hope you have a very Happy Christmas Vasca. I know you must miss Michael but it sounds like to me, you still have lots of love around you. Susannah
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You’re right…I’m wrapped in love and right again on missing the love of my life something unimaginable. The four giants surrounding me are insuring I have a most Happy Christmas! Thank you.
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Nice to have sons. You’re like Eleanor of Aquitaine. 😊
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A sweet kid and smart,too. Nice to have a neighbor who brings you cookies.
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I’m like the Doberman on 10, I’ll do just about anything for a cookie. 🙂
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No doorman to my home…but my compromised vision means it could have happened to me too.
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From now on I’m saying I have compromised hearing. I love that explanation. 🙂
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👀
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Does this mean you’re keeping an eye on me? 🙂
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I am sorry if the notation was creepy. I apologize for any weirdness.
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I was joking…creepy? I thought it was cool.
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I guess that I over reacted. Thank you for the re-assurance.
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No worries. 🙂
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Lol! That was amusing. Hope you are feeling better now.
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Those cookies helped. He’s so sweet. He wrapped them in napkins with cats on them then tied the package with a shoelace. He’s got Down Syndrome but his creative spark shines through. He always tells me when he bakes he thinks of me because I love cookies like him. I just love him.
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Awww! How sweet!
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He’s humility in a four year-old’s body for sure.
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Four-year-olds are fun. Neighbor Logan was four when we first met him.
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A man already, just a short one. 🙂
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You have to wonder what he thought he’d see when the door opened!
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Now there’s a thought.
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