Instead, we went to the movies with a dozen of our cousins. On the way out of the theater I handed Rosalie the box of Raisinets. There were four or five left. She tried to get them out of the box and ended up spilling them on the floor where they were trampled.
It was just too much for her. She collapsed next to an arcade game and began to moan. I let her have a few minutes to herself while we were gathering everyone up. She began to pull off the rubber edging on the game case. Aunt Victoria reattached it while I tried to cheer up my three-year-old by rubbing her back. And I asked her what she wanted, hoping it would be "I wanna go home." (That's what she wanted on the trip there.)
At first I didn't understand what she said. I asked her to repeat it. And again. At last I understood--the thing she wanted was. . . a Unicorn.
I had to ask.
6 comments:
hee hee!!! have you seen despicable me yet? you'll laugh when you do. it's so rosalie.
Who doesn't want a Unicorn? Have you guys seen "The Last Unicorn?" I re-got it for Annie for her 19th birthday. Don't know if I'd recommend it for children under 8... or maybe 10... But it's pretty awesome. A good line: "Never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention."
Sometimes a unicorn is what you really need after a long, hot day being hauled around from place to place.
here here - unicorns just somehow make your day.... better.
Sometimes when I drop my raisins, my very first inclination is to ask for a unicorn. So I can totally relate.
Where does everyone get these relevant art clips? Perfect illustration choice. Melting nina stories are my favorite.
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