reading about Harold…

So, the latest bedtime story fad at our house is “Harold and the Purple Crayon.” Conor reads it. [Some bedtime stories–chiefly Dr. Seuss–are Mama stories, others are Daddy stories.]

Tonight, he was reading and Mary was helping him. The following conversation ensued:

Conor: …and the thought of picnics made him hungry. So he laid out a nice simple picnic lunch. There was nothing but pie. But there were all nine kinds of pie that Harold liked best.

Wesley: Pie!

Mary: Pies! I like cherry pies.

Conor: They are delicious, aren’t they? Let’s see…nine kinds of pie: cherry, rhubarb, chocolate, peach, [I contributed “apple”], blueberry, pecan, blackberry, strawberry!

Conor: When Harold finished his picnic there was quite a lot left. He hated to see so much delicious pie go to waste.

Wesley: pies! PIES!

Conor: …So Harold left a very hungry…

Mary: Moose!

Conor: ….and a deserving…

Mary: Moose! I mean porcupine!

Wesley: PIE!

Conor: And, off he went, looking for a hill to climb, to see where he was.

Wesley [singing]: Pie, pie, pie…pie, pie, pie….


That boy has a pie fixation.


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