Not Too Much Showing Off Grandma

Not too much showing off, now grandma. I smile, showing my gold tooth. He knows he is in trouble, but his mother could not be shrunk. Not open minded enough, I imagine. The science fair starts three minutes late. This irritates me, for my I-phone could also not be shrunk So here I sit, waiting. HEY! Look at this little person! A shrill voice yells. I jump off my toadstool and begin to dance. Flinging my arms, hopping around on my rooster legs. I am in full swing now, for there is a crowd. My grandson picks up my containment jar and takes us to the back. My fans are loudly protesting. I said you have to calm down, he told me sternly. The teacher is irritated because everyone is at this booth. The other kids are jealous and angry with me too. I sit and behave myself, and the crowd starts to leave. There is only one sad looking four year old left. I put on my tiara and pink glitzy feathered boa begin to dance. He should not have chosen THIS grandma if he wanted good behavior.