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Chapter Eight
Ten Months Later
July 4, 1968
The field was sprinkled with picnic blankets, some covered with people, some with only two. One blanket, although notably large, was so covered that no one could even see it. That blanket belong to Jim Henson and his family. It was occupied by Jim Henson, his family, his friends, and their families. And like everyone else in the field, their eyes were on the sky, for they were captivated by the fireworks display.
Their children lined the edge of the blanket, commenting on every burst.
“Ooh…”
“Wow!”
“Look at that one…”
“Oooh…”
“Ahhh…”
“How’d they do that?”
“Wow!”
Jim propped himself up on his elbows. “Hm…” He glanced around. “Kermit?”
Kermit turned and looked at him. “Yeah Jim?”
Jim hesitated. “Was thinkin’…”
“Yeah?” Kermit said.
Jim watched the fireworks for a moment. “With this special,” he said. His voice was soft. “Think you’re ready to stop hiding your species?”
Kermit squirmed a little. “Well…”
Jim eyed him carefully. “You’re ready,” he whispered.
Kermit watched the fireworks and nodded.
The Next Day
July 5, 1968
“We’re home!” Melinda called into the apartment as Ray shot ahead of her. She looked around. “Kermit?”
“In here!” he called.
She turned. He was standing in the bathroom with the door open. Just outside the door was a small white shoebox. His red sweater was haphazardly stuffed into it. Two pod-looking green shoes were on the floor as well. And standing in the bathroom, in front of the sink, were two flippers.
Melinda smiled.
Kermit nervously fidgeted with the pointed collar around his neck. He hadn’t worn it in years.
Melinda stepped into the cramped bathroom, straightened the collar, and put her hands on his shoulders. Their eyes met in the mirror. “I like it,” she whispered. He nodded.
Ray skidded to a stop in front of the bathroom door. “What?” he said.
Melinda bent down and picked him up. “Doesn’t Daddy look nice?” she said.
Ray looked in the mirror and nodded.
Kermit put his arms around them. “We all do,” he said. “The three of us. We look nice together.”
Melinda smiled. “Yes, Kermit,” she said. “We do.”
Four Months Later
October 31, 1968
Kermit grabbed the phone on the second ring. “Hello?” he said. “Oh, Jimmy! Hi- what? …WHAT? …Congratulations! Yeah, when do they hatch?”
Melinda looked up from her book. “Whose?”
“A month?” Kermit said. “…Of course we’ll come!”
“Whose?” Melinda hopped to her feet and was instantly at his side. “Kermit, whose tadpoles?”
“Well congratulations!” Kermit said into the phone. “Yeah, that’s great news!”
“WHO?” Melinda demanded. “Kermit, tell me!”
“Well, we’ll see you then!” Kermit said. “Yeah, take care! Say hi for us. Okay. Bye-bye.” He hung up the phone.
“Who’s having tadpoles?” Melinda asked.
Kermit just smiled. “Jimmy says hi,” he said.
Melinda threw her arms into the air. “Hello, Jimmy! Now tell me, Kermit!”
“I already did,” Kermit said smugly.
“You did not, now tell me!”
“What’s the magic word?” Kermit teased.
She stomped her foot. “Kermit, tell me!”
Kermit smiled. “Ray!” he called out. “Remind your mother what the magic word is. And stop jumping on the bed.”
Ray hopped to the floor. “PLEASE!” he shouted.
“There,” Kermit said. “See, Ray knows the magic word.
Melinda sighed. “Kermit, will you please tell me who is having tadpoles?”
“Jimmy and Leaper,” he said. “In about one month.”
“REALLY?” Melinda said.
Ray got back onto the bed.
“Really!” Kermit said.
“Oh that’s great!” Melinda said.
Then they heard the squeak of springs and simultaneously turned to their son. “RAY!”
Ray stopped jumping. “Sorry.”
Ten Months Later
July 4, 1968
The field was sprinkled with picnic blankets, some covered with people, some with only two. One blanket, although notably large, was so covered that no one could even see it. That blanket belong to Jim Henson and his family. It was occupied by Jim Henson, his family, his friends, and their families. And like everyone else in the field, their eyes were on the sky, for they were captivated by the fireworks display.
Their children lined the edge of the blanket, commenting on every burst.
“Ooh…”
“Wow!”
“Look at that one…”
“Oooh…”
“Ahhh…”
“How’d they do that?”
“Wow!”
Jim propped himself up on his elbows. “Hm…” He glanced around. “Kermit?”
Kermit turned and looked at him. “Yeah Jim?”
Jim hesitated. “Was thinkin’…”
“Yeah?” Kermit said.
Jim watched the fireworks for a moment. “With this special,” he said. His voice was soft. “Think you’re ready to stop hiding your species?”
Kermit squirmed a little. “Well…”
Jim eyed him carefully. “You’re ready,” he whispered.
Kermit watched the fireworks and nodded.
`````````````````
The Next Day
July 5, 1968
“We’re home!” Melinda called into the apartment as Ray shot ahead of her. She looked around. “Kermit?”
“In here!” he called.
She turned. He was standing in the bathroom with the door open. Just outside the door was a small white shoebox. His red sweater was haphazardly stuffed into it. Two pod-looking green shoes were on the floor as well. And standing in the bathroom, in front of the sink, were two flippers.
Melinda smiled.
Kermit nervously fidgeted with the pointed collar around his neck. He hadn’t worn it in years.
Melinda stepped into the cramped bathroom, straightened the collar, and put her hands on his shoulders. Their eyes met in the mirror. “I like it,” she whispered. He nodded.
Ray skidded to a stop in front of the bathroom door. “What?” he said.
Melinda bent down and picked him up. “Doesn’t Daddy look nice?” she said.
Ray looked in the mirror and nodded.
Kermit put his arms around them. “We all do,” he said. “The three of us. We look nice together.”
Melinda smiled. “Yes, Kermit,” she said. “We do.”
`````````````````
Four Months Later
October 31, 1968
Kermit grabbed the phone on the second ring. “Hello?” he said. “Oh, Jimmy! Hi- what? …WHAT? …Congratulations! Yeah, when do they hatch?”
Melinda looked up from her book. “Whose?”
“A month?” Kermit said. “…Of course we’ll come!”
“Whose?” Melinda hopped to her feet and was instantly at his side. “Kermit, whose tadpoles?”
“Well congratulations!” Kermit said into the phone. “Yeah, that’s great news!”
“WHO?” Melinda demanded. “Kermit, tell me!”
“Well, we’ll see you then!” Kermit said. “Yeah, take care! Say hi for us. Okay. Bye-bye.” He hung up the phone.
“Who’s having tadpoles?” Melinda asked.
Kermit just smiled. “Jimmy says hi,” he said.
Melinda threw her arms into the air. “Hello, Jimmy! Now tell me, Kermit!”
“I already did,” Kermit said smugly.
“You did not, now tell me!”
“What’s the magic word?” Kermit teased.
She stomped her foot. “Kermit, tell me!”
Kermit smiled. “Ray!” he called out. “Remind your mother what the magic word is. And stop jumping on the bed.”
Ray hopped to the floor. “PLEASE!” he shouted.
“There,” Kermit said. “See, Ray knows the magic word.
Melinda sighed. “Kermit, will you please tell me who is having tadpoles?”
“Jimmy and Leaper,” he said. “In about one month.”
“REALLY?” Melinda said.
Ray got back onto the bed.
“Really!” Kermit said.
“Oh that’s great!” Melinda said.
Then they heard the squeak of springs and simultaneously turned to their son. “RAY!”
Ray stopped jumping. “Sorry.”
