The ducklings have discovered Dav Pilkey’s Captain Underpants books. Demon Duck and Baby Duck are particularly smitten. Not only do we have Captain Underpants stories at bedtime every night, but they have both written Captain Underpants stories themselves, which they read to each other. Demon Duck also does comics. Nor can we enter a bookshop without purchasing another volume in the saga. We also have Captain Underpants songs, computer games and much discussion of wedgies.
In short, our house has been taken over. Not even Drama Duck is immune. I have a whiteboard in the kitchen where I write the weekly menu. The other day I discovered my menu had been vandalised. Drama Duck explained that this was something they did in the Captain Underpants books – the boy heroes change the letters around on the school noticeboard to make the notices say something funny.
So last Tuesday, instead of beef skewers for dinner, we had bee sewers. Captain Underpants would be proud.
Good God, I’d forgotten all about Captain Underpants. I used to read those books to my little brother. He’s 19 now. I feel old. Tra-la-laaaa!
Kids do have that terrible sneaky habit of growing up without you noticing, don’t they!
Thanks for dropping in, Lindy.
Heh-heheh; I wonder what what bee sewers taste like!
Or what they smell like???