Wednesday, February 11, 2009
My oldest has a project to complete for 6th grade science class. The task at hand, if she should decide to take it, is that of combining two animals to create an entirely new one. After much contemplation, "Alligonkey" was born.
"Wow, I would hate to meet up with that thing in a dark alley," I comment. "What's that by it's foot?"
"Its a dead mouse," she answers matter-of-factly. "And there's a rabbit up there in the corner."
As I examine her creation, I feel a sense of familiarity-a sort of bond with the animal peering back at me. I realize with a chuckle to myself, that this strange animal looks exactly like me most mornings.
Posted by Dishing With Dancer at Wednesday, February 11, 2009