The Gingerbread Man, or: The Difference Between Ages Three and Six
December 5, 2012 @ 1:21 pm | Filed under: These People Crack Me Up
In the grocery story I can’t resist slipping a package of gingerbread men into the cart. On the way home I tell Huck and Rilla the story—Huck’s never heard it, Rilla barely remembers. Huck is appalled by the ending, how the fox promises to carry the gingerbread man safely across the river, and then halfway there he snaps him up and gobbles him down.
Huck, distressed: “I don’t LIKE that fox!”
Rilla, eyes narrowed in a kind of scheming appreciation: “I do. I’d have done the same thing.”
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heee your kids crack me up
On December 5, 2012 at 1:56 pm
ues but your Rilla really does seem like a wiley little thing.
On December 5, 2012 at 2:01 pm
Melissa Wiley says:
Her older sisters sometimes refer to her as “the evil chipmunk.”
On December 5, 2012 at 2:02 pm
Sue Comtois says:
LOL! That one bears close watching! She sounds like she has the makings of a corporate raider some day. 😉
On December 5, 2012 at 3:14 pm
Ah, yes, Huck sounds so very like the nephew, “But, I don’t like that!” is the often-heard cry. The world… just so full of contrary things!
On December 6, 2012 at 7:30 am
My kids love that story. My two youngest have always said they would eat the ginger breadman.
On December 6, 2012 at 3:44 pm
THIS reminded me of Huck again – maybe he’d prefer a less gory version?
On December 7, 2012 at 1:39 pm