Sunday, July 29th 2018
At Rise: Clayton is by the straw shed on Century Grandview Farm in Iowa, demonstrating the finer points of *oats* to his young cousins Zachary, Gavin, ClaraJane and Niece Cora Beth as Dad/Uncle Anthony and Mom/Aunt Jenny look on. Brother Knute is out stacking straw bales on the rack behind Papa Troy’s tractor in the field.
Clayton: So if you rub it between your hands like this…
Cora Beth: Knute!!
Clayton: …you’ll end up with the raw oats.
Cora Beth: Knute!!!
Clayton: And if you taste it, it tastes just like the oatmeal you have for breakfast.
Cora Beth: KNUTE!!!
Clayton: My name is Clayton.
Cora Beth: CLAYTON!!
Clayton: Yes?
Cora Beth: I know ALMOST EVERYTHING!!!
Jenny: [Hugging Cora Beth’s dad Anthony in bliss] That is totally going on my blog!
Scene.
Uncle KNUTE!? Sounds like a northern European medieval fantasy series. And Clayton looks the part. I can understand why Cora’s knowledge extends only to “almost” everything.
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