Monday, April 11, 2011
The other day I was doing 'this little piggy' to Ginny. I have a real problem with this rhyme. Pigs should not eat roast beef, so I always change it to something else. After a couple times of doing this, Jorja decided she wanted to do it to me. She got to the part about roast beef, and said roast beef. No, I said, no roast beef. Yes, roast beef, she would say. No roast beef. Yes. No. Yes. Finally, she got a book of nursery rhymes and showed me, "See Dad, it says roast beef." Well, it's wrong, I said, it shouldn't. She was getting kind of frustrated with me by this time and said rather sternly, "Dad, that's what it says! Maybe it's fiction!" I must admit, I was shocked. I had to agree, maybe it is fiction. I hope nursery rhymes are anyway. Otherwise you better hold onto your silverware. Later.