There is nothing Babs loves so much as power. It is like crack for her. Super crack, in fact. She nearly starts shaking with the sheer glory of it all.
So when Jon told her that she should report back to him on LJ’s behavior the other night while he was out playing, she got that crack jones look in her eye like I’ve never seen before. Her eyes were as big as saucers, drinking it all in, hoping beyond all hope that he was serious. He was.
Because of this, throughout the night she ran back and forth from her and LJ’s antics to this napkin, words spilling over to a second napkin that has thankfully been misplaced.
Along with any need you may have to break a perfectly good piano, if you need a pint-sized gestapo for some special reconnaissance mission you’ve got going, I’ve got your girl.
And, because it took me a minute to figure it out, “adawlts” is adults. Bless her for remembering us.
One last thought: that she would call someone else “bossy” completely cracks me up.
