This little boy has quite the imagination, and I absolutely love it. You know what I love even more? That his blossoming language skills are giving us a priceless window into that active little mind of his!While we were in the Black Hills last month we were the privileged recipients of multiple stories about giants. Driving through mile after mile of national forest certainly provided rich fodder for Michael's imagination. Nearly every car ride involved at least one conversation along these lines:
M (after watching out the window): Mama! Daddy! A monster!
Mama/Daddy: A monster? Where?!
M: In trees. Monster!
Mama/Daddy: What kind of monster is it, Michael?
M: Giant monster!
Mama/Daddy: A giant? Is he friendly?
M: No. Cross.
Mama/Daddy: Oh dear. What does he want?
M: A giant hungry.
Mama/Daddy: Oh, he's hungry. What does he like to eat?
M: Fruit 'nacks. Yeyyow fruit 'nacks.
Mama/Daddy: But we don't have any yellow fruit snacks in the car.
M: Hide! A hide in trees!
And so on, and so forth.
Is it a giant? No, just a happy Michael playing in the creek.
From the giant's perspective... let's hope he only likes to eat fruit 'nacks.
The giant's tower, or just Mt. Roosevelt outside of Deadwood? It doesn't much matter--M was thrilled with the "hastle."
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