The girl who thinks I have five husbands (by this stage, age 10) sat down right next to me. This was the first time I think she had actually thought about how this whole Five Husbands thing would work.
Girl [thoughtfully]: So... that must be a really awkward living situation. Wouldn't they all get jealous and fight over you...because you're so beautiful?
Me: ... Ummm...
Girl [picking up my left hand, and much more in charge]: Oh, and you should have 5 rings, one on each finger.
Me: But that would make it really hard to play the violin.
Girl [in that 10-yr-old girl knowing way]: Five husbands. Five rings.
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