Run Away!

Two shorties; one theme; one post.

SuperBrendan!

If, given the title, you believe Brendan is being compared to a super hero—you are wrong. “SuperBrendan” is, in fact, associating him with a characteristic of a superball: bouncy.

“We were playing hide-and-seek one day when suddenly I tripped and fell,” said Brendan “I was running from Emily, trying to get to base, and I just fell. Then, I don’t even know what exactly happened… I just... bounced, and I was back on my feet and running again!”

“Bounced!?” Dana chimed in. She couldn’t stop laughing at the image of chubby little Brendan bouncing up and down on the floor, like a bouncy ball.

That’s it? That’s the whole story?
I told you it was short… so I’ll throw in a second short one.

Face, Meet Door.

What’s not to like about pre-Christmas festivities? Candy, no school, and… ginger bread houses! For an elementary school aged Brendan, this was incredible.

Lindsay, A woman at our church invited several of us to her home to make gingerbread houses. This was, of course, a mistake. She got stuck with a house full of hyperactive kids, plus sugar.

Foolish woman…

Yeah, I know. She should have known better.
So, back to the story.

There were possibly five or so of the little tykes, if memory serves correctly. All running around; all chasing one-another. There was no particular reason for the running, aside from candy and hyperactivity.

At some point, Emily decided it would be a good idea to chase Brendan around the house.

Hm… Emily chasing Brendan? No way!

Now this was a frightening experience for Brendan. Emily has cooties! He couldn’t let her catch him! So, he ran, and he ran. He looked over his shoulder to see how close she was, and he ran. And then he stopped. BAM! He slammed into a glass door.

Ever seen one of those cartoons where something runs into a wall, gets flattened and just slides down like putty? That was Brendan. Splatted on a glass door, sliding down onto the floor.

Fool, should have watched where he was going!

Hey, he was a kid and there was a girl chasing him!

When will boys learn not to run from girls?

This was when Lindsay decided it would be a good idea to get these kids out of her house. “Let’s go to the park!” She said.

After checking to see if Brendan was okay, right?

Nah, it was too funny for him to have actually been hurt!

Okay. Good point. Seriously, hilarious.

Okay, now that we’re done professing our lack of caring of the wellbeing of Brendan, let’s continue with the story!

There was a park close to Lindsay’s house. It was your basic, small park. Swings, monkey bars, and, of course, a spinning mary-go-round… Genius! Especially after all that candy.

So, gummy bears and Skittles, plus spinning, ain’t pretty. Well, maybe pretty… but it isn’t as fun. The plethora of color spewing from Richie was quite pretty though.

Eww! That’s so gross!

The end.