the problem with pandas

at breakfast on sunday, max sat at the opposite side of the table from me. this is quite unusual, seeing that usually we’re joined at the hip whenever we’re together. but for some reason, probably since sister #3 wasn’t there, jaycie had decided that i rocked the casbah and hung out with me. max glommed onto jose, sister #4’s boyfriend. i must admit, i was a little jealous. until we were done eating breakfast.

as we chatted over the remains of eggs and hashbrowns, max got down from the table and trotted down to my side.

“aunt jodi, there’s a problem with pandas,” he said.
“what?” i asked.
“they are poaching pandas,” he said. “in china.”
“oh no!”
“ask her about what she did for pandas,” sister #2 said.
“what about the pennies for pandas?” he asked.

this of course prompted me to regale him with the tale of how the entire sixth grade collected pennies to send to some panada rescue something or other.

max, of course, was thrilled.

“can we do that? can we do that?”
“sure,” i said.
“you collect all your pennies and i’ll collect mine and then we can send them to the pandas.”
“right on aunt jodi!”

so yeah, now i have a pennies for pandas jar sitting at home and next time he comes over we’re gonna cash them in.

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  1. Wendy 29.Jun.04 at 12:06 pm

    I have some pennies. Like a lot in my ashtray. I can’t get rid of them fast enough, because I feel like a complete jackass when I pay for things in pennies.

  2. jodi 29.Jun.04 at 12:29 pm

    well next time max comes over, you’ll have to come over and give him your pennies.

  3. Wendy 29.Jun.04 at 2:15 pm

    oooh. i could be like the Pennies for Pandas Patrol.

  4. Dreama 29.Jun.04 at 7:21 pm

    You rock, aunt Jodi Grody!