I said I’d have another chapter review of NutureShock ready for today. I don’t. Here’s a delightful anecdote instead:
Nora has her first imaginary friend.
We were at the dinner table last night and Nora started referring to her friend, “Toni.”
“Who’s Toni?” I asked.
“Toni helps us keep mice out of the chicken coop,” Nora said.
“Oh. What does she look like?”
“I’ll show you on the computer when I’m done eating,” Nora said.
I had several windows open on my laptop, which Nora had seen me working on earlier. I’d been looking for sewing patterns for slippers.
I brought up the windows, one at a time. Nora pointed to an image at the top of the screen. “That’s Toni,” she said.
Her pointer finger tapped a photo of Martha Stewart.
That’s right, my three-year-old’s imaginary friend is a media mogul.
Now, if I could just get her to organize my closets.