Thursday, we were busy baking buns when I heard a smarty pants car coming up the driveway.
"Oopsy, go to the door, there is another wolf coming in for supper."
So Oopsy met Violinist, who did not disappoint and wolfed down supper while Oopsy sat asking a zillion questions.
"I helped your Mom today, Violinist."
"Um-hmm. You now have clean socks and underwear."
"Gee, thanks, Oopsy.""Can I have a ride in your car, Violinist?"
"I wouldn't be much fun Oopsy. I'm getting married, so now I have to drive like an old man. Speedy is the one to drive with and all he has is a bicycle. And look how little you are, you need a car seat.
"Oh....maybe that's why people keep putting me into that cardboard box."
"But I'll show you my car."
"Shouldn't I sit there?"
"No, Oopsy. We drive on the right, you drive on the left.
Violinist went off to visit Roll Kuchen, so Oopsy spent the rest of the evening with Decadent and GG swinging on the hammock, telling us about life in Australia. The spiders. The dingoes. The southern sky. Ahhh, Oopsy. I just may get into that cardboard box myself.
(Oopsy's home is in Queensland, Australia. Visit her family at http://caroline-thesimplethings.blogspot.com/ )