The Stuff of Legends
October 13th, 2006 by Sonja

BlazingEwe and I took our children out to lunch at favored spot yesterday.  The fare is grilled hamburgers, fabulous fries, blistering buffalo wings and old-fashioned milkshakes.  During the warmish months there is outdoor seating.  The LightChildren and the FlamingLambs had their own table next to ours where we could keep our eye on them but have our own conversation.  Sometimes tho, we like to listen in on theirs because it’s hilariously funny.

We’ve discovered that our children have a fascination with appetites.  Theirs.  And that of adults.  They love to observe how much everyone else eats and compare it with how much they can eat.  This is not a judgemental thing.  They do not do this and then think things such as, “Well … of course they’re so FAT look how much they eat.”  They just sit in awe of how much food someone else can consume because in their minds it is a mark of greater adultness.  Or something.  It means more greater to them.  They remark constantly on the ability of FlamingLamb1 to eat an ADULT burger AND fries AND shake from the above establishment.  They tell this story to their friends with big eyes and nodding heads and the eyes of friends grow big and heads nod in return.  FlamingLamb1 must indeed be a heroine of great distinction.

So yesterday, when I heard the following story from LightBoy I had to bite my tongue and and cheeks to keep from laughing out loud.  iPete became legend to these 5 children round about the lunch table as they sat in the sun.  Here’s how it happened.  They had just finished going around discussing what they had ordered and how much each of them could eat of their lunch and gotten back to LightBoy.  He stopped the conversation with, “NO!  Wait.  You don’t understand.  Mr. Pete came here once.  He ordered the ADULT hotdog AND the ADULT hamburger and he ate them BOTH plus ALL the fries AND both drinks.”  With that he sat back and basked in the glory of having the best story of the day.  And three pairs of eyes the size of dinner plates stared back at him.  The fourth pair (his sister’s) just nodded in agreement.  For she too had born witness to this feat of glory.


3 Responses  
  • Mike Croghan writes:
    October 14th, 20068:33 amat

    Um. Hmm. I’m not sure what this says about my co-workers and I (well, OK, I have a pretty good idea what it says about us), but we do the *exact same thing* whenever we go out to lunch together. Every time. Um. So, you can tell the LightKinder and SheepKinder that this practice of theirs is quite mature and adult, should the question come up in conversation. Yeah.

    (Our new co-worker Sophak has been playing the role of Mr. Pete at our lunch gatherings lately. *WE’RE NOT WORTHY*)

    Also, I though she was SizzlingEwe. So hard to keep up with secret identities. You know, the SheepFamily clearly must have super powers too, just like the LightFamily. Keep your eye out for, I dunno, the ability to shoot streams of lanolin from one’s wrists, or something.

           
  • aBhantiarna Solas writes:
    October 15th, 20068:30 pmat

    Thanks for that reminder, Mike. I knew I’d given her the wrong supername … but my superpowers failed me!! 😉 We’re going to have to think long and hard about the SheepFamily’s superpowers. That will be fun!

           
  • Becky writes:
    October 19th, 20065:59 pmat

    iPete first really impressed me with his appetite when he showed up at a casual business-y meeting with a loaf of french bread, one of those large sausages you give at christmas (the kind that goes with cheese and crackers), and a pint of whole milk and consumed it all.

    Although, at times I think I might rival him in food consumption… but I AM pregnant…

           


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