Glad we’ve got this figured out.

4-y-o T: N, I’ll tell you what a ghost is.
8-y-o N: What?
T: A ghost is white. You’re not white.
N: Neither are you.
N & T, discoveringly: We’re not ghosts, then!

(earlier, in the bath, they were playing some sort of game that involved a cyclops hurling rocks onto a ship (from The Odyssey), with Gilgamesh and Enkidu and Donkey Kong steering the ship after the captain was killed by the boulders. I think there were some other characters involved, but I was laughing too hard to tell…)

About tara

Off-the-grid living, homeschooling mom with a predilection for <a href="">organic fabrics</a>, cooking from scratch, and natural living. I share my 40-acre paradise with one husband, two sons, one dog, 20-some chickens, and some ridiculous number of rabbits, rats, mice, and rattlesnakes.
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