Nolan had set up an elaborate mise-en-scène including every farm animal figurine he owns. Proud of his work, he asked me if I wanted to play. So we settled down to play farm. I was galloping my horse around the farm yard when Nolan looked at me as if I had just picked my nose and asked him to eat it.
Knowing I was being judged somehow, I put the horse down and started to add some trees to the farm scene. This time the look on his face was absolutely incredulous.
"What?" I asked, mystified.
"Don't you know how to fay?" asked Nolan, a look of horror on his face. "Dat's a falm tree!"
It turns out my first mistake was that I wasn't actually galloping a horse around the farm yard, but a gazelle. The palm tree just pushed it over the edge.
|Okay, so the gazelle doesn't look much like a horse, but it definitely looks like a farm animal of some kind!|
My mom phoned me and grimly reported that her premonition foretold of boys plural in my future. Having had only two previous premonitions in her life that were right in big ways, I have put most of my trust in this prophesy. I guess I'll just have to log some tough hours with Nolan learning the ropes of the animal kingdom so that my future sons aren't too embarrassed by their fay-illiterate mother.
On the bright side, ten followers today! I'm very excited, but Jimmy just burst my bubble saying, "Your mom and I don't count!" I have a couple of bones to pick with this statement:
Number 1: My mom is NOT a follower (yet). She couldn't figure out how to become one. But she is a reader!
Number 2: He didn't specify any stipulations on who could be included in the ten followers before he made his statement, so it's not really fair to be making last minute caveats now!
Number 3: Only 3 of the 10 followers are people I know in real life (or IRL for you blog and tech savvy people), which isn't bad.
Still, after that comment I've now set the bar to 13 followers to make this seem legit to James.
See you tomorrow. I'm thinking about putting up one of my recent recipe successes. Sorry, I don't know how you'll be able to sleep tonight after a teaser like that!
For now, I'm making pancakes while Jimmy deals with the after effects of winter's (blissfully) late arrival.