Monday, August 5, 2013

The one about tails, raccoons and pretend brothers...

This one.
This one has quite the imagination lately.

It started a couple of months ago when, at lunch, she stared into my eyes and told me (very seriously, mind you) that she had a tail.

'A tail?', I asked.

'Yes.  A tail.  It only comes out when I'm going to bed and no one can see it by mommy and daddy.'  '

'Well what about your pajamas?  Where does the tail go?'

'Mommy cuts holes in all of my pajamas so my tail can come out.'

Good enough.  Then I asked why I didn't have a tail.  I was told that it was because I didn't wish for it when I was in my mommy's tummy.  Well of course that's why.  Stupid me.

I then, through the weeks, began hearing about her four brothers (she's an only child).  Riley, Luke, Aaron, and (wait for it) Sevario.  So I apparently have 4 more nephews that I've been seriously neglecting.  Sorry guys!

Fast forward to this week.  I was watching the YouTube video of the man saving his dog by throwing a raccoon.  Emma looked up at me and said, 'Nenna, I'm part raccoon.'  Her face was one of solemnnity. She was part raccoon damnit, and she was a little offended that I'd dare laugh at a raccoon being thrown over a fence.


I asked if that's why she had a tail and I got a pretty big eye roll.  No.  The tail is not from being part raccoon - it's from wishing for a tail in mommy's tummy (at least she's consistent).

1 comment:

Shannon said...

Huh - even I've met Sevario. ;)