This Tale Will Never Get Old

(My mother recounts this conversation she once had with my youngest son, age six, on a trip to the park one day.)

Son: “Grammy, what is a ‘geezer’?”

Mom: “A very old man.”

Son: “Is Grandpa a ‘geezer’?”

Mom: “Yes, I guess he is.”

Son: “Does that make you ‘Missus Geezer’?”

Mom: “Yes, sweetheart, I think it does.”

Son: “Well, it’s okay, Grammy. You’re a good cook so Grandpa will probably keep you anyway.”