Toby went to a birthday party today at the trampoline
gym. As such, the ride home was
filled with a lively conversation about Saber Toothed Tigers.
Oh, sorry, was that a non-sequitor? It didn’t make much sense to me either
but it was entertaining nonetheless.
Here’s what I learned about Saber toothed tigers from 5 year
old Toby
-Saber toothed tigers are good. They are called saber toothed
tigers because they SAVE people by rescuing them if they need help. SAVER-toothed was repeated over and
over again to me until I got it.
-They are very fast.
Like, faster than Cheetahs.
They accomplish this by running and then doing a somersault over the
backs of the cheetahs and landing in front of them.
-They eat bears, lions and tigers and anything covered in fur. And grass, too.
-They live in the forest near caves so they can be near the bears
that they eat.
-They are made of steel.
=They are not orange in colour, more like a very deep red.
-They have long
pointy teeth that are sharper than vampire teeth
-If there was ever to be a fight between a Saber toothed
tiger and Captain Underpants guess who would win? The saber toothed tiger.
-They have sharp claws and when they try to catch someone
they only have to swing one claw of one hand without even moving their arm and
that person would be knocked to the ground.
-NO one could ever hurt a saber toothed tiger because they
are so fast they would just jump out of the way if someone came at them with an
axe or something.
After this informative introduction to the Saber toothed tiger,
Toby reached into his loot bag and picked out a mask that was obviously a
hippopotamus face. Toby put the mask
on, roared at me and then announced that he was a Saber Toothed tiger and would
I like him to be my pet?
I declined the kind offer graciously on the basis of safety
concerns.
“Mommy!” I was immediately reprimanded, “Don’t SAY THAT!!!!
I have rehearsed several potential arguments in my head that
having kids might force me to have: why smoking is bad, why a curfew is
important, why you can’t get you’re ears pierced before you are 10. But I never
thought much about having to defend my choice NOT to want a saber-toothed tiger
as a pet. So I had to do my best
with little to no preparation on this one…
“Toby, you’ve just spent the last 20 minutes explaining to
me how TERRIFYING and SCARY Saber toothed tigers are. It’s not that I don’t LIKE them I just think they sound kind
of dangerous.”
I was reminded of the fact that they are called SAVER-toothed
tigers for a reason because they would SAVE me and that they also don’t eat
hair so when they were saving me they would use their nostrils and NOT their
large pointy teeth so I would be OK.
I reluctantly agreed and Toby went to put his mask back on
Just when we thought all was right in the world the elastic
band on the mask broke and we arrived home, broken mask in hand, wailing in
grief at the loss of the dollar store-hippopotamus -that-is-actually-a-saber-toothed-tiger-mask.
Phew. Birthday parties
ARE exhausting.
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