Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The Brothers Crow & a Painful Way to Die

So today Thing 1, Thing 2, and I were watching out the window when three crows landed in the yard. One of them had a little broken foot that he limped on as he strutted around the yard. Because I am a novelist and compulsive liar, the following conversation then took place:

Me: Look at the three crow brothers. They probably miss being princes.

Thing 1 (arching her eyebrows in disbelief): They were princes?

Me: Yes. See that one's hurt leg? They were fighting a witch and she damaged his leg. The oldest brother's. Then she turned them into crows.

Thing 1: Why did she do that?

Me: They were trying to win their castle back from her. They were very brave, but her magic was too strong.

Thing 1: So why are they here?

Me: Because there is a princess here and they're worried about the witch finding her and turning her into a crow too.

Thing 1 (disbelief melting into pink appreciation of the flattery): Am I the princess?

Me: Of course. Look how they're guarding the house.

Thing 1: How long will they be crows?

Me: Until the witch dies. Or until someone kills her.

Thing 1: How long until she dies?

Me: A long time. Maybe hundreds of years. Witches can live a very long time.

A few minutes later, I hear her retelling the story to Thing 2 as she points out the window at the crows. I liked the ending, myself:

Thing 1: They will probably have to kill the witch.

Thing 2: How?

Thing 1: Pecking.

Ah, a girl after my own heart.


Zia said...

Awww that is too sweet! Such storytelling.

Marie said...

Hahaha! So cute!

ElegantSnobbery said...

Haha, love it. I'm ridiculously truthful with my kids... to the point where I wonder if I'm giving them waaaay too much information for their little inquisitive minds... perhaps I should bring some magic into my stories, instead! Makes life more exciting, I'm sure. What lucky kids you have :)

Larissa said...

Hahaha! Pecking. I love it. Your two things are quite cute! :)

Sabrina said...

Ah, I like this.

Makes me want to think up a story for the dozen or so birds (sparrows? about as big as java sparrows, but diff coloring) that flitter around and through a bush outside my window.

L.J. Boldyrev said...

Ha! Love it!

Maggie Stiefvater said...

*grin* My kids are cynical enough not to believe, but they like the idea of it, so that counts for brownie points.

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