June 11, 2006
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World Cup
It's the finals of the First Annual Toy World Cup. The Purple Team and the Horse Team have prevailed over the Cute Team, the Dog-and-Cow Team, the Littles Team, and the Bear Team. Pre-game this morning took a little longer than expected because Nasty Mommy destroyed the game by putting away some of the teams last night (their after-game revelries having encompassed all available floor-space -- not that that's an excuse, of course) and lost some of the smaller members. But we're in mid-game now. Ms. 8 is the self-declared Referee and Announcer. Ms. 5, relegated to the couch, is the medical squad and occasional fan.
Ms. 8: And they're off down the field! The Purple Team tries for a goal! But the best Horse is goalie aaaannnnd....blocks it! Hey, Five. Your favorite Horse blocked the goal.
Ms. 5: [looking up from a private conversation with the injured players] Oh. HOORRAY HORSIE!
Ms. 8: Annnnd they're off down the field. It's looking like a goal, but the Purple team has the best goalie, and....I was right! Blocked! Uh-oh...yellow card! What happened there? Well....but here they come up the field again. It's kicked to Dolly, then back to Seahorse, Fawn steals it...oops! BEEEEP. Fawn's injured. Five, Five, hey, pay attention. Fawn's injured! [tosses Fawn across the room]
Ms. 5: [mildly] Do NOT throw the injured players, please.
Ms. 8: Okaaaay, so we're off! And DOWN the field. And...
Ms. 5: Where's Fawn injured?
Ms. 8: [mentally reviewing the play] Her right ear was trampled.
Ms. 5: [turning Fawn thoughtfully] Which one is right?
A brief time-out ensues while 'right' is explained at length. Ms. 5 cuddles down with Fawn, soothing the battered ear.
Ms. 8: OKAY. And we're off. And .......... GOOOOAAAAALLL.....
Comments (13)
This is FABULOUS! My hat is off to your lively crew and your willingness to play host to such an important event. (Waves a purple pennant)
Ahh, too good! I miss those times of imagination triumphant. Blessings abound
Somehow I could envision that whole thing! *laughter*
Oh how fun! I'd love to live in your household for a while.
It's official, mamacita. You're raising an athlete. Creative, imaginative, delightful athlete, but an athlete nonetheless.
I can honestly say that I've never seen an athlete leave the field of play due to "trampling of the right ear", regardless the sport. Truly a definitive moment in the history of Toy World Cup.
i would've agreed with landlubber, until this weekend, when we watched some horse race that was on the tv at the ice cream store, and the horse tried to bust out of the starting gate and ended up flipping over backwards and getting stuck in there. not that i consider horse racing a sport, or sportsmanlike, or jockeys to be athletes, and i kind of think that if he DID get his ear trampled he'd've deserved it, but then again, none of that is in any way relevant to your post, which made me snort. like a horse.
Chucking the injured players out of the way certainly makes sense to me.
How cute! What a great imagination they have!
I love the very individual personalities of your daughters that shows through in this little piece of writing.
Viva the Purple Galacticos!
What fun and entertaining creatures our children can be, eh?
laughed at "which one is right?" ahhh... although, at times, I still obviously don't know either. (my right? your right? I find that pointing in the direction one meant helps immensely.)
always a pleasure...
Thank you for stopping by and for the comment, I appreciate the feedback. As for the two scenarios you suggest, it's more the first than the latter but there are still some differences. Personally, what I like about any writing is how meanings change with each reader's interpretation; so I'll leave the gray areas to you!
And your entry: very clever!
Take care
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