Holly sat in the hot and humid afternoon sun, eating a piece of watermelon and occasionally spitting out a seed. I was on the porch in a rocking chair, as all granny’s should be.
She casually looked up and with one eye squinting said, ” Nini, I’ve just figured out something.”
“What did you figure out, pumpkin?” I asked.
“You know how there is are the 12 days of Christmas?” she said.
“Well, after the 12 days of Christmas, there are the 11 days of fake Christmas.”
“Holly-kins, what are the 11 days of Fake Christmas?”
She looked exasperated with me for asking, and with watermelon juice streaming down her arms she said, “You know! You have real Christmas and then you have 11 days of playing with your toys, getting more gifts and Chanukah.”
Which, of course led to a whole new discussion about what is real and fake and what others believe.
‘Cause that’s the kind of conversation you love to have while eating watermelon and rocking on the porch with a 7 year-old on a sticky afternoon in South Carolina.