Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1958-04-16
OF Love
and Laughter
BY MARJORIE HOLMES
"A Talking To Hurts
Worse Than Spanking
Us good 10 be a mother when:

It's good 10 be q mother when:
Beaming with proud excitement they bring you
their "surprses"-nowers plucked too short. grubby
piece Of candy. bracelet contrived out of gum wrap
pers library paste and broken beads note fancily
printed on your best stationery announcing Il love you
After days Of tryouts and suspense your daughter
PUSHES In screaming. Mother. Mother, made IT, I'm
cheer leaderl" Or your son. Whadya know' I'm on the
teami"
A fever breaks sick child sits UP in bed and says
I'm hungry"
You and your husband tiptoe to the basement and
tously begin uncratng that shiny new bicycle you've
decided you afford for this birthday, after all.
The Small Fry Say:
when Daddy gives good talking TO II hurts me
wotse than spanking would may think I'm Just say
ing that 10 get out Of spankngs. but I'm not" Thought
fully you haven't had spanking in years have you'"
Three-year-o II don't take maps I'm not the type"
After rain-"oh look the flowers have q wading
pool"
u" Just had TO have one of my eyes knocked out I'd
rather would be this because wink the other
one"
The Sheoring of the Lamb
Happily nsuspecting. he toddles beside you clings
trustingly to your fingers with his small mittened
See dear pretty? you Groom, approaching the fatefu
parlos with the twining pole Won't this be fun' Wen
ride in horsey chair"
Heart pounding absurdly you hasten the small victim
inside struggle him out Of his snowsut Executoner
think the babysh and the sken strands
fall free Come along. dear" For the chldrens barber
is reckoning. The last mile.
Skeptcal now he hangs back whimperng Chattering
namely half lift half drag him along the tiles. How
look, you Tell oaooy VIII DC 30
proud of him.
Horse ride horsey you urge trying to make the
stnened legs sradde He only turns and grabs wildly
lusty yell resounds through the busy shop.
Nov. now. dis a be fun. hap" the barber takes
with rm experienced hands. His dark eyes gentle
his voice soothing sing-song. Look outta da window
what's dat ruck?" The deft hands have slipped with
the scissors and 1t begunthe shearng Of the lamb
you wanta TO 1t. hap" the barber asks kindly
bemused bend to the first limp curl "Deses
. mamas" And he hands you his scissors dip
and you hoard them carefully in handkerchiefor what
purpose you do not know
Cheeks still wet your gazes resignedly out the
window begins earnestly naming things. Gar Truck
Mans" he concludes with family disiusioned sigh.
He is changing before your eyes, The slender neck "a
revealed the given identity and shape against the
solid globe Of head 1t looks like mellow golden harvest
apple. that head. with pert cowlieky STEM
"Cowlick." the barber grins. Dat means he have
day"
There Is wave now. Only q sun gfded stubble
somehow ptful and comic at the same time. You want
TO weep at the transformation but you cannot repress
. grin.
The deed accomplished the apron shaken the blinking
face tacum- busted. you lift him tenderly down.
I'VE go bye bye now'" ne demands t'.
You bet we will" you say. stunning him back into the
nowsuit It. too has subtly changed this past half hour
looks slightly foolish especially the little billed cap
with the babyish strings
But nrst we've got some shopping to do. You need
Q new coat and hat-young mani"
SUNDAY You'd Be rich voc he'd dine every time yosv.
issued ihst f"e umoSm Ia "o Love end Lssshts the
ssetoa.