Thursday, August 9, 2007

A Puppet Show: In Three Parts.

Once upon a time, there was a cow. Apparently, the cow walked back and forth to the barn a lot. And ate ice cream, and HEYAREYOUWATCHINGBECAUSETHEPUPPETSHOWHASSTARTEDDIDYOUHEARAUNTLIBBY THEPUPPETSHOW and the cow walked back to the house. The End.

That last picture shows what happens when a little cow from the country makes it big a little too young. Particularly when the cow doesn't have good role models. It's a shame, really.

I think 4 might be my favorite age. Hands down, the best story of the week comes courtesy of the current 4 year old [the same one responsible for that riveting theatrical portrayal of a troubled young cow on the brink of stardom and ice cream] and a certain part of his anatomy, and how he decided that it is so spectacular that it needed a name. He said, "It's so cute, I think I have to name it 'Maltesers'." []

I have suggested that Kevin adopt "Cadbury Creme Eggs".


marilissa said...


Gail said...

Cadbury Creme Eggs, eh? I hope he laughed.