“Mom, can I do an experiment to turn myself into a monster?”
“For how long?”
“Forever.”
“No.”
“How about two hours?”
“What kind of a monster?”
“A T-Rex!”
“No, you’d eat us!”
“How about a skeleton?”
“Ehhh…”
“A giant foot?”
“Okay. For two hours. But don’t stomp on us!”
One of the fun times to be a mom. :-)
Commenting ‘cos I can… I hope.
This entry, as is, makes an excellent prose poem. Well done!
Thanks, Robin! Glad you enjoyed it. He’s got a great imagination. :)