This week’s photo prompt is provided by H.R.R. Gorman. Thank you H.R.R.!
They lay in the blanket fort, staring at the mint green sheet above them.
“Tell me again, why the toilet paper?”
“In case we have to use the bathroom,” she explained with that 7 yr old I’m-smarter-than-you tone every child seemed to learn in the womb.
“We can’t go to the bathroom right across the room?”
“Not unless you want to be eaten by the Dingledort in the ch….chasem….”
“Yeah. In the middle of the room.”
“Ah, so cut off from the bathroom. Good thinking.”
She rolled onto her belly and started to color, pushing one of the books over in front of him. “You color the pink fairy wand. It’s protection against the Dingledort.”
The look again. The tone. “Yes.”
He rolled onto his belly and picked up a hot-pink crayon, outlining the rose branch wand. “So when do we storm the castle.”
“This IS the castle.”
She looked seriously over at him. “You have to get with the program.”
“Sorry, I’ll do my best.”
“That’s okay, Dad, you always do.”