Nana and Panama left early this afternoon and
Amaya and I decided
we were bored. I asked her if she wanted to go into my
Teardrop Spaceship and take a ride. She nodded yes, I said OK. As we entered the spacecraft, I pointed out that we could take
pictures off of the Teardrop Bumper - I mean the the
Gamma Ray Protective Shield - she said
"Cowboy Up Grampa." I reminded her to call me Captain..

I made sure she knew that
I was the Captain and she would be my
Copilot - I went over
rudimentary instructions, including
toilet protocol while in space, she was dry and wearing a NASA approved
Baby Output Collector - therefore we were ready to go. I instructed her to wave to the crowd through the door, I mean the hatch, she did. We closed the hatch and went into the Countdown...
Ready? 3-2-1...............Teardrop Blastoff!!!
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We were in an
Azilian 360 orbit within seconds - I am used to getting there because that is where
Panama and I usually go for our short hops. We opened the Teardrop door, I mean the
Spacecraft Hatch and she had her first look out
into Outer Space.
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Houston, we have a problem... Armed, Atrocious,
Azilian Aliens spotted... What do we do??? No reply from Earth. We had
lost all communication...
we were left with only our own devices..

I told my
Copilot to open her mouth,
show some teeth, look fierce.
She did nothing, then I remembered,
she has no teeth. Hard to look fierce with no teeth. I opened my mouth wider, a cosmic butterfly landed on my eyebrow, I bared even more teeth... My Ploy
did not work... Aliens still staring at us like we were Aliens.
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After
more facial antics, the Aliens finally took notice, they were clearly
getting concerned - their green hands went to their
Headalizer Guns, they started to point them in our direction. I heard once from
Panama that our
heads would change shape if the Aliens were to activate their
Headalizer Guns in our direction.
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The Headalizer Guns were giving us the full treatment. We felt our heads changing shape. However, as our heads grew, our brains aged quickly: I got Alzheimers and even more forehead wrinkles and Amaya got smarter. Amaya begin talking in German, then Spanish. Soon she sounded like she was ordering a Latte in Italian. I knew this girl would grow up to be something special... Meanwhile, all I could do is talk Piglatin... Fortunately she knew that too.
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She started talking to the Aliens in their language, Azilian, explaining to them that we were no harm to them. That, in fact, I was retired and could hardly do anything at all besides grow and mow grass. They started laughing, making snorting noises, snorting pretend cigarettes I think and pointing at me. I recall that I was still talking Piglatin.
Amaya told me to hush in what I think was Russian. I did.
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She continued to talk to them. Her head was getting really big now. The butterfly changed
eyebrows.
I did not know what she was saying. All I could think about was
"Iia ottaga aketa aa eepa." Soon the laser from the guns went from
red to green. My head was starting to go back to normal. I could soon talk again in English. My Copilot started babbling. The Aliens were gone... I knew we were going to be ok...
my Granddaughter saved the day!!! We started our engines and went back to Earth.
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I opened the Teardrop door, we were
back to Earth safely. I took one more picture to
memorialize the trip. I noted later that my Copilot hid her face with her hand. She wanted me to have all the
Glory...
What a special little girl we have here.
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Sweet Peas for supper tonight... she likes them even though she is making a little face. (The
Facealizer effects have not quite worn off. We will both be better by tomorrow.)
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