Wednesday, July 11, 2007


My friend Roger has daughters 11 and 4 years old. The older one, the tomboy, is away at church camp this week. He left early from work today to be with the younger one, the princess, while Mom went to an appointment.

Young Katie goes in for the dramatic and eccentric in clothing. A pair of pink cowgirl boots are current faves, and she is also fond of her bright red Chinese silk dress. Sometimes both together. When Roger got home today in his banker's suit she wanted him to play, so he took off his shoes and loosened his tie. Soon she had the idea that they should play kings and queens in her room. Katie's room has A/C and a rocking chair, and it wasn't long before Roger announced "All right then, the King is going to close his eyes."

He was awakened an indeterminate amount of time later by the younger daughter pulling on him and the sound of the doorbell ringing and the dog, Bruschi, barking. "Daddy, you'd better get the door." Roger hurried to the front door for the Fedex delivery of some medication.

The Fedex guy looked up. "Nice tiara."

1 comment:

Jerub-Baal said...

Yes, I can see that I shall have to watch out for this very thing in my future....