These are some pumped-up squirrels
posted in General |“Daddy, did I tell you that my (imaginary) fuzzballs like to ride around on little squirrels?” Miss B was chatting with me as I was driving home tonight. I told her that I did too. “But you need to ride a giant squirrel.” “Naah,” I laughed, “just many little ones.” She sounded thoughtful. I couldn’t see her, she was in the dark back seat. “Daddy, how much do you weigh?” I told her. “Wow. If each squirrel could carry one pound, you’d need two hundred and thirty squirrels!” I laughed at that, and said that would be a lot of squirrels, but a herd like that might work ok. Then she went on.. “but if each squirrel could carry two pounds… that’d be one hundred and fifteen squirrels!” “Yup, what if they could each carry 5 pounds?” That one took her a while, but she eventually got the answer. Ten pounds was even easier; she just took half of the five pound answer.
“So, ” she went on, “what if each squirrel could carry twenty pounds?”
“Well, you can figure that one out too– but I warn you, it gets kind of messy. ”
I heard her figuring in the back seat for a while. “Ten, no fifteen, no…. OMIGOD THAT POOR SQUIRREL!!!”
