Wednesday was a beautiful day. The Family made an impromptu decision to dine al fresco at a yummy little pizza joint in downtown Our Town. Great food, gorgeous weather, my amazing family… life is good.
Or it was. Until the flying insect came to visit.
You see, The Parents have no real trouble ignoring such distractions, but The Kidling gets pretty worked up. Shooing and gesticulating wildly, Alice tried and tried to rid our table of the pest, to no avail.
The winged wonder was not giving up without a bite of her salsiccia.
Finally, she had had enough. Frustration mounting, The Kidling proclaimed, “Shoo! Go away and. Don’t come back until. 100 years have passed! (turns to The Parents) Let’s see if that works. If it doesn’t, next time I’ll speak it in bee talk.”
Too bad it worked. I would have delighted in hearing the bee talk translation.
kidlingville 
I want to hear “bee talk” too! bzzzz
I know! I think it would have sounded like this:
“Bzzz! Bz bzbz bzz. Bzz’z bzzz bzzz bzbzz. Bzbzbz bzzzz bzzz bzzzzz!”
Right?!
I’m kind of bummed we missed out on the bee talk, but I’m also impressed that telling it to shoo worked.
I agree and I REALLY agree.
I should have known that Alice was bilingual. Actually I am pretty sure she knows more than just two languages. 🙂
Indeed, she is quadri-lingual. The Kidling speaks English, Bee talk, Whine, and Pre-MENSAese.
Pingback: direction « the book of alice