A grandfather, who was visiting his six-year-old granddaughter in Florida, watched her playing in the garden. He smiled as he reflected on how sweet and pure his little girl was, and how she was seeing the wonders of nature through such innocent eyes. Suddenly she just stopped and stared at the ground. The grandfather went over to her to see what had captured her attention, and noticed she was looking at two spiders mating.
"Grandpa, what are those two spiders doing?" she asked.
"They're mating," he replied.
"What do you call the spider on top?" she asked.
"It's called a Daddy Longlegs," her grandfather answered.
"So is the other one a Mommy Longlegs?' the little girl asked.
As his heart soared with the joy of such a cute and innocent question, he replied, "No dear. Both of them are Daddy Longlegs."
The little girl, looking a little puzzled, thought for a moment, then lifted her foot and stomped the spiders flat. "Well," she said, "that may be okay in Vermont, but we're not having any of that shit in Florida!"
"Grandpa, what are those two spiders doing?" she asked.
"They're mating," he replied.
"What do you call the spider on top?" she asked.
"It's called a Daddy Longlegs," her grandfather answered.
"So is the other one a Mommy Longlegs?' the little girl asked.
As his heart soared with the joy of such a cute and innocent question, he replied, "No dear. Both of them are Daddy Longlegs."
The little girl, looking a little puzzled, thought for a moment, then lifted her foot and stomped the spiders flat. "Well," she said, "that may be okay in Vermont, but we're not having any of that shit in Florida!"