Tender or Ruthless?

This evening Milo put his giraffe on the potty to go pee, wrapped it in a blanket and put it to bed in his room, closing the door so it was nice and dark and urging us with finger to lip to be quiet--his baby was sleeping.  My heart thumped with maternal pride as I imagined what a tender and caring big brother he'll be some day.  Later Daddy played the crocodile and came looking for the giraffe to eat, and Milo and I hid him somewhere safe to save him from the crocodile.  Then Jeremiah told Milo that crocodiles eat baby giraffes, so Milo carefully brought out his baby and laid it in front of the hungry crocodile, without a hint of regret or sorrow.  Hum, I guess that next child had better beware after all.

This evening Milo put his giraffe on the potty to go pee, wrapped it in a blanket and put it to bed in his room, closing the door so it was nice and dark and urging us with finger to lip to be quiet–his baby was sleeping. My heart thumped with maternal pride as I imagined what a tender and caring big brother he’ll be some day. Later Daddy played the crocodile and came looking for the giraffe to eat, and Milo and I hid him somewhere safe to save him from the crocodile. Then Jeremiah told Milo that crocodiles eat baby giraffes, and Milo carefully brought out his baby and laid it in front of the hungry crocodile, without a hint of regret or sorrow.  Ach!  Hum, I guess that next child had better beware after all.

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