Last night I overheard the following exchange in my children's bedroom:
Sec: “AHHHHH! I just stepped on something! I hate this! I hate this whole world! I hate my bed! My foot hurts! Primo, can you heal it?"
Primo: "Let me see . . well, your body is pumping blood into your skin, to form a scab, which is a band-aid your body makes. Maybe it will have princesses on it."
“My scab will have princesses on it?”
“I am only joking about the princesses.”
“Hey, let’s pretend I am Sleeping Beauty and I touch the spindle and when I do you make a big noise and then I DIE!”
“No, no, lets do the original one when you dance so fast you melt!”
“NO NO NO! What do you think this is – Snow WHITE? I am SLEEPING BEAUTY and I touch the spindle and THEN I DIE!”
“Whatever you want.”
A. You wouldn't have stepped on anything if you were lying down, like you're supposed to.
B. What a wise man my son is becoming to learn so early the power of "whatever you say."
C. Sorry, I was under the impression that this was BEDTIME, which entailed soothing activities like counting sheep, not changing into dress-up and launching elaborate and thrilling pretend play scenarios. My mistake.
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