still no fingerprints grannie

tried again to get fingerprinted for the state.  they said mine are just gone, something about not enough oil on my hands (they tried Cornhuskers lotion to 'pop' the prints out to no avail) or too many chemicals (the hazards of being a tidy grannie i guess).  it cost me 16$ to be told my fingers are bald (downtown parking). started out the morning watching a glass baby food jar race the ten-year-old out of the kitchen who had pissed off her little sister.  does anyone know of any toddler softball teams looking for a three year old with a good left throwing arm?  she's a fast runner too.  next came the trip to the WIC office.  WIC as in women, infants and children.  Where in the office there is a 3x2ft 'game' screwed to the wall where kiddos being examined for WIC can pretend they are driving a car - steering wheel and gear shifts kid height.  Right beneath this 'game' are uncovered electrical outlets. Which do you think the one year old found more interesting?  the game? or the outlet?  This is a WIC office, in Children's Hospital.  When you apply for WIC they have you answer a questionnaire. How many Popsicles does your child eat?  How many bowls of sugared cereal a week?  How many hours of TV?  You, the parent, fill out the questionnaire while some child-friendly television program is blasting from the ceiling.  Not a toy or book in sight.  There is a fingerprint smeared fish tank sitting down at the far end of the waiting room - right outside a door that says "quiet - sleep studies in progress".  WIC is for children under 5, the only interesting thing in the waiting area is the fish tank and most under 5 year olds i know cannot read yet. WIC - women, infants and children.  As we left the WIC clinic we had to pass the hospital gift shop where helium balloons graced the ceiling.  Not lost on the three-year-old - who, fortunately, was attached to a strap on her backpack - i admit it - i cannot run as fast as this three-year-old and she knows it - so yes, a strap on a backpack - she pulled one way - i the other.  the distraction that got her to leave?  a medical face mask to "keep all the babies from getting her germs".  a three year old with an angela davis afro, dressed in pink, wearing a blue hospital face mask left the hospital peacefully, everyone smiling at the oh so cute little girl - if they only knew. tomorrow, if i remember, i will tell you about the other child who went to school and told the school nurse 'some woman whose name i don't know let me take four tiny pills for my nerves before coming to school' - when you think about becoming a grandmother forget about rocking chairs and knitting