We were playing aeroplanes today. In the living room, with a small plastic chair set on each corner of the oblong mat, representing London, Paris, New York, and Sydney. Once the passenger was aboard, two planes would take off one behind the other, to the refrain of "I can fly' from Peter Pan, out the living room door, into the kitchen, through the dining room, the sun-room and land under the whatever city chair back in the living room. Our passengers were Playschool dominoes which Alannah received as a 'secret santa' yesterday. Double Humpty. Double Big Ted. Double Little Ted. Double Jemima.
The microphone called Double Jemima to load her plane and click her seat-belt on. Our conversation went thus: I don't have a Double Jemima.
Why?
She ran away.
Did she join the circus?
No, she went to get watermelons.
As one does ... |
