why doesn't the drink just fall through?
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Sometimes you forget how literally kids interpret things. Take this afternoon's exchange, when I was putting Locoid cream on Becca's eczema:
Me: OK, where are you itchy? Here, inside your legs?
Becca: What's inside my legs?
Me: No, I mean where your legs come together...
Becca: NO! Inside my legs is a SKELETON!
[Pause]
I don't want to be a skeleton!
4 Comments:
Bless 'em. I had M wailing yesterday because when I die she won't be able to seeeee meeeeeee anyyyyyy mooooore. Very cheery, on the way to a party.
Yeah, so much for awareness of death and consequent existential angst kicking in at seven - at this rate she'll be a bloody emo by the time she hits primary school. Still, at least it would get her out of the hyper-pink I'm a princess phase, I suppose...
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elderflowerpressee, at
8:54 AM
Baby emos would be so sweet! And I agree: anything that lowers the household tiara count cannot be all bad.
pink is evil bad stuff(in my opinion) emo excellent, encourage! And besides does this mean that if Becca gets all her emo angst out of the way before she hits her teenage years that she will turn in to a rational teenager? perhaps that is too much to hope for eh?!