Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sometimes a tree is just a tree

Sometimes we have moments like last night, when the LP commanded me to "Pet baby Simba," placing my hand about a foot above the floor. Then she put her own hand about three feet above the floor, moved it back and forth, and announced, "I pet daddy Simba."

(Mom remarked that they were very pale lions. I said they were camoflaged with the tile.)

Then sometimes we have moments like this morning:

Mom: "Do you want a banana?"

LP: [making funny noises]

Mom: "Is that a monkey?"

LP: "No, that's not monkey. I little girl."

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