House Elephants are only allowed to Play on the Carpet
Nathan meditates in the morning, so typically, while he’s going to his Zen place, I am in my pre-work frantic mode. I am running around the house like a mad woman looking for my keys or some other much-needed-item…like the nacho chip I found shaped like Jesus. Hey, it’s good for work show-and-tell.
Sometimes I am doing a marathon between two floors, and there is no carpeting in our place. As you can imagine, there is a lot of thumping about.
This morning, Nathan lamented from the meditation room, “Are there ELEPHANTS in the HOUSE?!”
Next thing Nathan saw was this…
A little wooden elephant squeezing its way into the meditation room, “I was just playing. Brrrraaaaarrrr (<- elephant noise).” To which Nathan replied, “Well, go play on the carpet (i.e. rug)!”
Yeah, that made me a little late for work.
**Little wooden elephant was a gift from Teegan. It’s from an Antique Shop in Delaware.