So this morning Emily was really in rare form. The make-believe play was fabulous, and I was cracking up all morning. Not only was pretending to be "She-Ra, the secret agent from Romania," but then she was pretending to be "Caroline, the poor mother of sixteen children without any food."
When she was "Caroline" she walked in wearing one of Scott's old ratty t-shirts over her clothes, and a dish towel wrapped around her head. She told me she was "gleaning" the fields. I wondered if perhaps she'd been taught the story of Ruth in Sunday school the other day, because that's really what she looked like, except "Caroline" had sixteen children, who were all hungry.
My little Old Testament character and I had a wonderful little conversation that made me giggle. I thought I would share.
Emily, uh, I mean Caroline came in to the room and said:
Caroline: Oh poor me. I am just so hungry, and I don't know what to do about feeding my sixteen children.
Me: Oh, you poor old lady. Do you need some help?
Caroline: Well, its just that we have such a long journey ahead of us, and not a camel is to spare. And my kids are so hungry.
Me: I don't have a camel to give you, but I can give you some fresh spinach and carrots to help feed your children.
Caroline: None of my children like carrots or spinach. Do you have any cheeseburgers?
Me: Nope. I only have fresh veggies.
Caroline: My kids don't like most fresh veggies. They only like fresh asparagus sauteed with mustard. Do you have any of that?
Me: Sounds like your children are picky eaters who must not be too hungry! Sorry, I have no asparagus or mustard.
Caroline: (deep sigh) Well, I guess we'll be on our way. We have to get on a boat for 62 days and we will have no food. (deep sigh)