While Genevieve packed away the Cheerios and green beans at dinner tonight, Julia went into full imagination mode. First, she pretended to be Nicholas the Raccoon, someone she extrapolated from a just-acquired Richard Scarry book. Okay, fine; she often pretends to be different animals.
But then she went further and weirder: I was Water, Mama was Fruit, and Genevieve was Teddy Bear. Her cousins were Carrots (Carrot Brea, Carrot Shenoah, et cetera), and her friends were Paper (Lucy Paper, Lucas Paper, et cetera). I should have been eating something as surreal as the conversation, like styrofoam pellets in bug sauce. Raccoon would have yoved to have a yittle bite, I'm sure.