wings and things

Anthony’s sense of humour

Yesterday my first-born nephew (I have six nephews on my side of the family), and his beautiful fiancĂ©, visited us in the nursing home. Jared has always had a soft spot for Anthony and vice versa. I didn’t tell Ants they were coming because I wanted it to be a surprise. It’s awhile since they’ve seen each other because Jared lives several hundred kilometres away, and Ants hadn’t met Carly yet. I was very excited, and a little bit nervous, about the visit.

When the young couple entered the room, I was in the middle of feeding Ants his tea; I jumped up and said, “Ants, Ants, it’s Jared; Jared’s here!”

Without the slightest hesitation, Anthony looked up at Jared and mumbled, “Well, I didn’t think it was Jesus Christ.” We all cracked up laughing, as I introduced Ants to Carly.

Anthony’s sense of humour, sometimes expressed in sentences that come out of a void of silence, always flabbergasts me. It can be a bit of a struggle for me to get Ants to talk, to smile, to even look at me. And yet, with a single remark he can have me laughing my head off!

Thanks, Jared and Carly; you two will now become a topic of conversation in the future. I will remind Anthony of his funny remark about Jared not being Jesus Christ, and, in my more contemplative moments, I will, perhaps, wonder if he was.

Anyway, back to Anthony’s sense of humour: I lightly kicked his shin as we were leaving and he said, with mock ferocity, “There’s no need for that!”

[Note to blogger friends: After my modem died and was replaced, my computer then died but has now been replaced, so I am very behind with reading other blogs and Fbook posts. In other words, I have fallen in love with the word ‘delete’ because there is too much to catch up on!]