The Pixie said to me, “We should name her Pearl.”
Pearl? That’s sweet. What made you think of it?
“You know…like potato pearl.”
My first thought was, So you are the one getting into the food storage, why am I not surprised?
My second thought was, Me does need an alias for her on my blog. Maybe I should use that one.
The Potato.
Nice ring, but I should try it out first.
Like this:
“Today The Potato slipped on a banana.”
Uhh…..maybe this:
“Today The Potato went on her first date.”
Yeeeeee-ah. Years from now she’ll spit in my drinks she’ll be so mad.
We’ll stick with The Pearl.
Hello The Pearl
One afternoon, when the twins were still at school and the sun was setting because we live in the northern hemisphere of the continental United States, Nana, The Queen and The Princess were cooing over The Pearl.
The Princess leaned over close to the Pearl and sing-songed, “Well hello little baby. You might not see well but hello anyway.”
The End