Friday, September 23, 2011

Giant Fruit Roll-Up

This morning at six a.m. (that's 4 a.m. Los Angeles time, folks), my nephew crawled into bed with me.  I said "Hi" to him in the dark, without changing position, hoping he'd fall back asleep or something.  He didn't.  He instead, began to pepper me with questions like "If you had some wishes, what would they be" and "If you could bend any of the four elements, which one would you bend?"  And, my favorite, "Do you want to go to China with me and find a precious old something and learn how to direct lightning."  (I said yes.)

When he ran out of questions, I asked him one of my own.  "If you could only eat five foods for the rest of your life, what would they be?"

"Easy," he said, "A giant fruit roll-up and a million ice cream scoops and five thousand candy corns and a thousand gummy bears and some soup so I don't die."

"That's awesome," I said and I was so overwhelmed with the awesomeness of it all that I started to roll over toward him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Kendra.  I just farted," he said.

I stayed put.

"Also, I'm gonna need a whole lotta bowls."

*photo by Calidenism.