OUT OF THE MOUTH OF BABES
There hardly isn't a day that goes by that my bride aka Joyce and I don't reflect on
some of the things that our kids and grand kids have said over the years
while they were growing up and we still get a good grin or chuckle when we
repeat them. I will try and type the way they sounded a particular phrase
or word since the pronunciation and/or semantic is what we enjoyed the most!
I am going to list a few and hopefully find a picture of them about that
time period so the visual and mental image can be formulated of which it
certainly has been formed in our minds.
I will start off with our son Bill, Jr. of whom we called Billy back then
who is now approaching the age of 47 this year. Back in the early
1970s, my bride would take him for a walk up town and would pass a store
that had a small music box in the window of which he fell in love with it.
He would say this to my bride, "I love the
little musekic box." He would repeat himself every time
they went by the store front window and my bride purchased it for him
without Billy knowing it for his upcoming birthday. One day they went
by the store front window and Billy noticed that the little musekic box was
gone and was very sad that it was no longer there. She later gave it
to him and he certainly did love the little musekic box. The little
musekic box later got destroyed by some visiting kids and he was probably
too young to remember the events but my bride and I still do.
Every time I prepare a pot of grits, I invariably will say,
"Want more ritzs, where's my ritzs"
which Billy stated to my bride when she returned home from the hospital
after giving birth to Laura. Billy was really missing his Mama and she was
preparing him breakfast that morning and he hadn't been eating that well and
with his Mama now home, he was getting his appetite back.....grin if you
must. I believe Billy was a little sick at the time while she was in the
hospital. I think that Bill's bride to be, Nichol Shine will tell him that
when they prepare grits out in Southern California.
Our oldest Daughter Laura was discovering that she could do different things
with her fingers and would place the tip of a finger to her thumb and would
say, "I bet you can't do dis" and
continue to do the same with other fingers and say,
"I can do dis one and dis one", etc. and we would get a
good grin going.
Above pix must have been on an early Christmas morning.....Laura, Lisa
Above pix taken of Laura and Lisa in 1979.
One day when Laura was in Kindergarten, she came home from school looking
a little pale and afraid and her Mom asked her what was wrong and she
replied, "Mr. Ritletts (Mr.
Riddle - The Principal) will jump on your
bones." She assured Laura this would never happen
because Mr. Riddle was a very nice man, Laura said,
"No, Miss Almond said if we don't behave Mr.
Ritletts (she just could not pronounce his name right)
will jump on you and that means he will jump on
It was late fall of the year and Laura was in the 1st grade. After coming home
from school she would go to the door every 10 to 15 minutes asking if
someone was out there? This continued all through homework, supper and
bedtime. She just kept asking, "do you hear a car, is somebody at the
door? Finally, she fell asleep. Next morning, with her hand on
the door knob as she was leaving for school, she looked at me and said,
"Dumb ole Miss Foster!"
I asked her why she was talking about her teacher like
that. Laura replied, "She said Jack
Frost was coming to see us last night and we ain't had no come-knee!"
related the incident to Ms. Foster and
she said she would have to be more careful the way she explained herself to
her kids in class....they both got a real good grin out of that one!
UPDATE: We saw Mrs. Foster and a group
of her retired teacher friends in Monroe, NC having lunch at Show Mars
Restaurant and we asked Mrs. Foster, did she remember the incident of which
she did. We all got a good grin going on that one. Updated
Also, every time my bride would tell Laura she loved her, Laura would state,
"You just saying that cause its the truth",
every time for sure. I still remind Laura of that to this date.
Quote the following from my bride, "After my Mama died, Mother's Day was
always hard for me. The wearing of white flowers in honor of her just
always irritated me. One year as we were on our way to Church, I
remarked, "Why couldn't they be pink for, gone
but not forgotten, or yellow for
warm memories." Laura was about
5 years old at the time and she said, "But
Mama, Grandma is in Heaven now, she's an angel and Angel's wear white."
Never did I complain again!
In 1973 when the animated film
Charlotte's Web came out, I remember both
our young daughters, Laura and Lisa were watching the movie and when it came
to the part where Charlotte (the spider) had laid her eggs and was stating
that she was then going to die, Laura and Lisa went to crying profusely and
stated, "But I don't want here to die."
Lisa, our youngest Daughter back in the 1970s was learning new words and I
would have her saying words that ended in a "TOR"
sound. Back before the enforcement of seat belt laws and child
restraining devices were mandatory in vehicles, Lisa would be standing in
the front seat of our 1971 station wagon between my bride and I and would
say, "Listen Dad, calculator, modulator,
alligator etc." and would be lightly patting
my shoulder while she would recite the "TOR" words.
Lisa was having trouble pronouncing her R words and was going to a speech
therapy class and doing real well. All of us were going to Church one
Sunday morning and Lisa was very excited that she had gotten a good report
from her speech therapists and was real excited about doing so well in the
speech therapy class and stated with such joy and exhilaration, "I can even say
"Wabbit" and Billy and Laura said
"Wabbit" real loud at the same time and Lisa began to cry.
It was all my bride and I could do to keep a straight face. Of course
we had to lightly verbally chastise them for making fun of her!
While our kids were young, we did much
camping on Blewett Falls Lake, Pee Dee
River, Anson County, NC and Lisa and Laura could barely if that, zip up the
door to our large family sized tent. We had many, many wonderful
memories during those years of camping and I will related an incident
that happened that was very humorous, to us anyway. We usually camped
the week before July the 4th and the week after. It must have been in the
late 1970s or early 1980s when a group of young people from SC showed up on
July 4th to camp of which all the camp sites were taken and we squeezed
them in at our camp site. Those people had apparently never been
camping before and had a brand new tent that was still in the box and they didn't
know how to set it up. My bride saw their inaptness and saved the day since there was an
approaching thunderstorm and helped them get their tent up in the nick of
time. I could write a short story just on that group but will get to
the point. They had a young lady with them that appeared to be of
Mexican decent by her accent and looks; Ok, I know I am profiling, etc. and
one morning while my bride was preparing breakfast and getting the biscuits
out of the small Coleman camp oven, the young Lady stated out real loud,
"They even made bissets" of which
the two girls immediately stated, "Bissets, she
said bissets." My bride told the girls to be quiet and
they said again, "But Mama, she said Bissets."
Our oldest Grandson, Travis Lee Huneycutt and his brother Trevor Lane were
looked after (home day care) by my bride starting when Travis was six months
old and until both he and his younger brother were enrolled in school and
then my bride would pick them up after school for several years until she
entered the job market again. Travis was a very outgoing boy and never met a
stranger and had a sharp mind and memory. Both Travis and his brother
Trevor had a tremendous amount of trouble pronouncing the letter
L and it would come out sounding
like a Y instead. One of my
friends from Ellerbe, NC, Mark Wayne Grant was over for a visit and
upon leaving, we left the basement stairwell light on and Travis observed
that and stated, "How bout the Yites"
and we both had a big grin going. Mark would state that to me at work
every once in a while and we both would crack a grin. The all time
classic Hall of Fame from Travis was when my bride was getting ready to
prepare him some Kool Aid drink and had several different flavors on the
kitchen work station/bar island with little Travis sitting on the island
with his legs hanging over the edge. She
asked Travis to pick out a flavor/color and he picked out Green and my bride
stated, "You want Lemon Lime" of which Travis stated,
"Yemon Yime, I Yove Yemon Yime" and it was all my bride
could do to keep from bursting a gut....she grinned and hugged him and told
him how much she loved him. Below pix of Travis with his first pond
Travis and his younger Brother Trevor below:
My bride had Travis in our front yard and she observed the light reflection
off a jet plane up around 30K feet and told Travis that her and Papa were
going to California on a plane like that one. Travis replied
emphatically uh uh and she asked him why not. Travis said,
"It is too yittle" and she had
another grin going.
Travis was amazed at ceiling fans and turbines on the roof tops and during
one of the trick or treat outings going to doors, she told Travis to say
trick or treat when they answered the door. The first thing Travis
would say when they opened the door and he spotted a ceiling fan,
There's a fan instead of saying
trick or treat. I don't think my bride got him to say trick or treat
if he spotted a ceiling fan first!
Below is my bride's favorite pix of Travis after a morning hunt
of collecting wild mushrooms (not to eat):
Travis was around four (4) years old and had gotten angry with my bride for
some unknown reason and she was teaching him about how the Bible teaches one
forgive and she told him the Bible said we had to forgive
someone seventy times seven explaining the number and Travis stated while
shaking his little finger at her and stated, "Now wait a minute, God
has just gone too far this time, he wasn't forgiving no one that many times"
and it created another big grin for my bride.
When Travis had just started Kindergarten, the teacher would impress upon
them to stay within the lines when they were coloring. One beautiful
fall afternoon, my bride picked him up after school and on the way home she
told Travis to look how pretty everything was. She pointed out the
beautiful blue sky and all the different colored trees, etc. She
remarked that it was as if God had colored us a beautiful picture. Travis
replied, "Yeah and God done real good, he stayed
in the lines."
Trevor made a lasting memory for me on his 2nd birthday
when we drove down to Cherry Grove, SC to celebrate his birthday and somehow I got
stuck with Travis, Trevor and their Dad at the motel room, while our
Daughter Laura and my bride were still on the beach. Travis and his
Dad went to sleep and Trevor was still up eating some frozen pop sickles and
when I thought he had enough, I stopped giving them to him. However,
Trevor said, "But Papa, I want Red"
since the pop sickles were different colors and red was his favorite color. I told Trevor he had
enough and he continued to say, "But Papa, I
want Red" and was relentless and must have said that a
hundred times or more and finally went to sleep but that made a lasting
memory for sure. I still remind Trevor about the incident today and we
will grin too!
About the same age time frame, we were at a Mexican
restaurant in Rockingham, NC and had something like Triple Fajitas and
Trevor would walk around the table and look up at each one of us and state,
"Are you going to eat your swimp, if you don't want your swimp, I will eat
your swimp" and he would go around the table and each person
would give him their shrimp (swimp). Below is Trevor
on his 2nd birthday having fun at the Beach:
Pix below of Trevor taken on 12-24-03:
Travis is three years older than Trevor and with Travis in
Kindergarten, my bride, Trevor and myself were having buffet at the Pizza
Inn in Rockingham, NC and a young teenage girl was sitting in the booth
behind Trevor and he turned around looking at the young damsel while tapping
his index finger on his chin and stated, "What do we
have here?", whereas the young girl immediately blushed.
Trevor was a Lady's Man from the get go and would hold the doors open for
the "Gulls" as they exited the
school building keeping the circle drive through traffic backed up and my
bride would have to hurry him up. Trevor told my bride that Travis was
not too good with the "Gulls."
While doing a Beer
Can Chicken recipe on the grill, Trevor observed what I was doing
and went inside and told his Grandma, "Nanny,
you want believe what Papa is doing, he has a can up a chicken's butt"
and we both did a real big grin too!
Below pix of the Huneycutt boys and I feeding the deer in April 2000 at
one of my favorite hunting locations:
The following was written by my bride: One day Papa aka yours truly
comes in and tells me that I have to take him to the hospital. He was
in great pain and had to bring along 3 1/2 year old Trevor with us.
Trevor watched everything they were doing to his PaPa in one of the rooms
adjacent the emergency room. There lay PaPa in his hospital gown, the
ones that open in the back. All at once another sharp pain hit and
PaPa got out of the bed. All of a sudden, Trevor looks up and he is
standing right under PaPa's gown. He says,
"Nanny, PaPa's got a butt! Grin if you must.
I was always making homemade biscuits for Travis and Trevor. They
loved them for sure. Each year, their other Grandma (Grandma Mary Lou)
would invite us to her Christmas family get together where we all shared a
wonderful meal and fellowship. When Trevor was still in his twos, I
overhead Mary Lou and his Mama telling him to leave the biscuits alone.
They told him this about four or five times but once Trevor sets his mind to
do something, he is relentless. After a few more minutes, Trevor came
up to me with something cupped in his closed little hands. He held his
hands up to me as far as he could reach and slowly opened them saying,
"I got you a biscur Nanny."
Sure enough there was one of Mary Lou's biscuits presented to me with a huge
smile. He did and still does love his Nanny!
I don't have many things to relate about our West Coast Grand boys but I do
remember one visit when they stayed with us for a week and their youngest
son Jacob aka Jake was outback with his Dad and found a gray opossum that
was killed during the night by some neighborhood dogs and the "possum" had
deposited dung at the place where he died and Jake must have said a dozen
times or more that day, "The white pooping
possum" and continued to relate that incident while they were
back home in California for quite some time. Below collage pixs of the Young
West Coast Porter Grand Boys:
Below, Will cleaning his first caught Trout and enjoyed a wonderful Trout
meal at home:
I think Bill "staged" the above pix.....grin if you must! I
recognize the ole Buck Vanguard knife Will is using that I gave to Bill of
which that knife has cleaned it share of Whitetail Deer here in NC.
Our youngest Grand son, Xander McKnight Gonzales doesn't stay around us
long enough to pick up on his own truisms but will pick his Mom's brain and
see what I can come up with. Below pix taken of Xander in Stamford,
Texas celebrating his first birthday:
Below pix of Xander taken in 2012 practicing Yoga or something. I
appear to be "brain dead".
Pix of Xander taken on Easter Sunday 04-05-15:
Kids have a way of bringing out the innocent truth in things and can be very
humorous with the cliché, "Out of the mouth of babes, comes the truth" and
that certainly is a fact!
I hope you find a little humor in this short story and it sure does have
meaning for my bride and myself after so many decades have gone by far too
quickly. My bride has said many times, that she would like to shrink
them back up for a day to bring back those wonderful memories from the past
and can imagine our God grinning a little himself. Our oldest Grand
son Travis, will soon be 22 years old in May, Will is 18, Trevor is 18, Jake
is 15 and Xander is the youngest being 6.
Time waits on no one and my bride and myself try and enjoy each and every
day that the Lord allows and give him the Praise, Honor and Glory in all
Web published by Bill aka Mickey Porter on 04-07-15 and updated on 08-20-15.