Smells Like Pancakes
Now that the kids are back in school I have been dropping the seven-year-old Zoologist and the five-year-old Ballerina off at school most mornings.
It is just me and two kids, and we are in a smaller vehicle than the family minivan it is easier to have a conversation with the two oldest Sharp progeny. I love to get the two of them talking on the way to school because the conversations are always interesting and frequently hilarious
This last Thursday the Zoologist was able to take his stuffed bear Hobbes, named (technically renamed) after the tiger in Calvin and Hobbes, to school.* He had a project where I had to supervise him making chair using three pieces of paper and tape. In order to give him a little extra incentive on the project I told him that the chair we were making could be for Hobbes. He told his teacher about it and so when it was time to turn in the chair he was allowed to take Hobbes to school too.
On the way to school the Zoologist was looking at Hobbes’s tag and said, “If Hobbes was made in China why doesn’t he smell like China?”
I found this very curious because the Zoologist’s worldwide travels include his home state of Texas and a trip to Disney World in Florida. To be honest I don’t think he’s even been in a Chinese restaurant, so I naturally asked, “What does China smell like?”
I had no idea whatsoever what the answer from the Zoologist would be, but before he could answer his sister interjected her thoughts, “I bet it smells like pancakes.”
Yep, these are my kids.