Feed the Canaries
Here’s a fun little story to share over dinner: “My mother asking the checkout boy, ‘Do you know what I do with this?’ whilst brandishing a large cucumber at him. She feeds it to her canary – not a euphemism.” Okay, we need a bit more context here. Was she nonchalantly strolling through a store while holding a canary?
Where did the cucumber come from? Did she feed said cucumber to her canary in the store? Or did she hold off on the cucumber feeding until they were at home? What’s the story, morning glory? Regardless, this seems like a very “mom” thing to do. Waltzing through a store while brandishing cucumbers at checkout boys and sharing anecdotes.