Aidan came home from school and informed me that there is, indeed, chick-clobbering in the game, although he’s pretty sure you’re not actually killing them. It’s more of a scooping them out of the way none-too-gently with a spoon kind of thing.
I don’t know whether to be relieved that my four-year-old is not a maniacal chick murderer, or disillusioned that Ratatouille is not the pacificistic game I thought it was
Maybe I just will avoid thinking about it and focus instead on pretty pictures. Ahhhhhh.
I love love love that striped sock picture at the top! And I’m starting to get the itch to make & wear more skirts again… Is it spring yet?