The Toledo Museum of Art has a wonderful Family Center that offers art projects on Sundays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. My girls love to paint on the easels there, so we've made it quite the tradition. When we went on Tuesday, we ended our expedition with a tea party in the playroom next to the art room. Olivia and I were passing spaghetti and meatballs around the table and adding ketchup to our tea with abandon when we were joined by a little (five- or six-year old) girl in a spidery witch's costume. We happily passed her some cheese wedges and asparagus, and she laughed with us about birthday cake (it was a very funny joke, but I don't remember it at all--probably because it was lovely 4-year old humor, like "I think I'll call birthday cake 'candle tandle.'" You know--very very funny.). When she got up to peruse the dress up box and came back wearing a crown, I said, "Oh wonderful! Are you the queen?"
She put on a deadly serious face and replied, "No. I'm the princess of darkness."
I stifled a chuckle and her dad said, "Um. . . Kelly Osborne?" whereupon I nearly guffawed (Annie did) and Olivia looked confused.
Then she smiled, a dazzling smile for the princess of darkness, and said, "Do you want to come over to my house for a sleepover?"
I responded, "A sleepover? With the princess of darkness? I think my mom would be nervous."
Her dad said, "Come on, Ruby, I think you're scaring the nice lady."
I loved it. What a little character!
2 comments:
That whole posting is straight out of a slightly "off" book -- I loved it!! You're such a great writer -- I know I keep saying that, but it's true!
When did Kelly secure the Princess of Darkness title? She beat out a lot of others!
Love it!
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