It's Like She's Begging Me To Mess With Her Head
"What do you want to do tonight?" I asked. I try to do some sort of project with Alexis every night. It usually involves food or her coloring in her playroom while I pretend to pay attention.
"Hmmmm. . ." she said as she tapped her chin. Seriously. SHE TAPPED HER CHIN WITH HER FINGER. Where the heck did she learn that? The Giant Book of Ridiculous Gestures?
"Can we make a bunny trap?" she finally asked.
"A bunny trap?" I repeated. There's an echo in the car. You can only hear it when I'm confused, though.
"Yeah! Let's make a bunny trap!" she confirmed.
"Do you mean like the leprechaun trap?" I asked. The odds of me repeating any sort of project like THAT any time soon are right around the same as the odds of Mario Lemieux showing up at my front door in the next ten seconds and handing me a bag of gummy bears. I figured I'd humor her for about 13 seconds before I laughed in her face.
"Noooo!" she replied in a voice that made it quite clear she thought I was dumber than an encyclopedia written by Paris Hilton. "I want to catch a REAL bunny," she said.
I lasted about 8 seconds before I laughed in her face. "And what are you going to do with a real bunny?" I asked.
Alexis explained that she wanted to trap one, build it a house, and have it live in her bedroom. I threw out all sorts of references to poop and food and smells and all of the unpleasant things that go with having pets in the house as I tried to convince her it was a bad idea. She was unfazed.
"I want a REAL bunny," she said again and again.
It was on the fiftieth or so repeat that it dawned on me.
Not the "Easter" bunny. A "real" bunny.
Does she think the Easter bunny isn't real? Because I might just need to exploit that next week. BIG TIME.
Mwahahahaha!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Reader Comments (7)
She really is a beautiful child with a delightful imagination.
be careful. She might just catch one.
when I was about 5 or 6, we were staying at my Grandma's. I asked her if I could have the strawberry pint basket and ribbon from the trashcan. Of course, she said yes and asked why. I told her i was going to build a lizard trap and get myself a pet lizard. She laughed. She told my parents and they laughed. She told my great-grandparents and THEY laughed. Everyone thought it was ridiculous and thought they'd humor me.
I caught a lizard with my trap. within an hour.
The later I asked if I could have some wilty lettuce from the trash. Again, she said yes and asked why. I was going to catch myself a bunny (at Grandma's there are no bunnies. There are however giant jackrabbits). On went a repeat of the lizard incident. I was humored and given the old produce.
Lo and behold her horror when a giant jackrabbit was in her kitchen!
LOL
She is so smart! What fun adventure she brings to your everyday life! :)
A Real rabbit? That is priceless. Did she throw out the line where she would take care of it and clean up after it? My 5 year threw that line out the other day when he asked for another dog. I could not help but laugh.. She sure is a cutie and the finger tapping to the chin where do they learn it from? My 3 yr does the same thing.
@Jodee--Any time I throw out that line, she instantly volunteers her dad for the job. Which, honestly, is exactly what happens when we get any sort of pet. He's the one with the fancy zoology degree, so I think it's reasonable to make him use it. ;-)
Bunnies are awesome. I will show her pictures of Harvey the next time I see her.
This is where a concerned lurker warns you: DO NOT. I repeat DO NOT exploit this, for like the leprechaun incident it WILL come back to bite you in indelicate areas. It is the law of children, anytime you think you have the upper hand, you've already lost, BADLY. Some how engaging the Easter Bunny will end in you hqving a real bunny in your home. Signed, she who deals with the under sixes.