Look, Mommy, That Zebra is Red!

On our trip to the library today, we headed to the juvenile non-fiction section to look for a zebra book Big One saw last time. Little One was heavy and squirmy. We had been running errands all morning. I just wanted to get in and out of the library. I quickly scanned the shelf for the zebra book but didn't have much luck. While I looked, Big One plucked random animal books off the shelf. After collecting 4 or 5 books, I decided to cut him off and ditch the zebra book for today. He agreed and we were off.

At bed time, we perused the two cat books that he selected. I had no idea there were so many different types of cats. Some of them are very creatively named. The fishing cat. The jungle cat. The flat headed cat. Pure genius. Big One wanted to know the names of every cat. And he repeated every name exactly after I said them.

It reminded me of the radio cooking show that used to be on the local country radio station. I clearly remember riding in the car with mom, listening to 2 women reciting recipes. The lead lady would read the first ingredient. The second would repeat it word for word. They were the ultimate tag team of radio cooking shows.

Now for the red zebra.

We flipped open the last book. On one of the first few pages was a sketch. Two tigers and a zebra. The zebra was red. And half eaten. I attempted to quickly flip past the potentially nightmare-inducing sketch. Not fast enough. Big One spotted the zebra and wanted to look at it. Darn! He didn't say anything at first. Then,

"Look, Mommy. That zebra is red."

Forget that he was missing his hind legs. Fortunately, that little detail went unnoticed.

Apparently, non fiction books need to be censored!


Jolene said...

How funny! Your son sounds so cute.

Ethan, Zach, and Emma's Mom said...

Yikes! Glad he didn't really notice!
Have a Happy Thanksgiving!