Saturday, February 12, 2011

Stupid Old Witch

We have a favorite toy at our house. It is a three foot tall castle with obnoxious numbers of dungeons and secret passages. To do such a wooden monstrosity justice we also have little figurines to fit any story line and mood.
Cowboys? Got 'em.
Indians? Definitely.
Fairies? Of every wing size.
Pirates? Of course.
Princesses? Ogres? Dragons? Elfs? Wizards? Monsters? Somebody challenge me!
So I was spending another afternoon playing castle with the Dancer. (This means I tip the figures back and forth and say things like "hi" while daydreaming and looking out the window.)
But I had to shake my head and clear my ears when the Dancer turned from her castle and announced, "Mommy, you're the stupid old witch."

Excuse me? Three year old ball of joy and innocence? What did you say?

"You're the stupid old witch," she said as she held up the wicked old witch for me to play with.

I think something got lost in translation.
Crisis averted.
The Dancer does not, in actuality, believe I am a stupid old witch.
I'm a little worried about the fact that my family brings it up often and laughs riotously. This has all the hallmarks of a nickname in the making. Hmmm....

P.S. That is one scary, wicked witch, but I don't think she looks old. Thirty seven, forty tops, is my guess. So, is it a sign of advanced age when you admire the svelte physique and high cheekbones of a wicked old witch? I think I'm in trouble.

1 comment:

  1. I don't know....she looks ashen. Maybe there's a comparison somewhere that young people are more tan? I say hook the sister up with a "spray on tan" and see if she's still considered old. :)