The children are playing restaurant in the kitchen, asking all the adults for their orders. We have revamped the play kitchen so all the pretend food is soft fabric. I love having this center just a tad more quiet at the end of a long day.
A small herd of waitstaff encircles and enquires what I would like. An idea pops out of my mouth before it hits my brain--a bacon, lettuce, tomato sandwich on toasted whole wheat with a root beer float. How good that would taste.
The five year-olds don't seem to know the joy of an A&W root beer float. They want to know how to make a "fruit bear boat".
"What do I owe you?," I ask the kindergarten cashier. "Fifty," he says, and then hands me a promotional Your Name Here credit card. "This is good for your next eleven thousand eighty," he says like a proud start-up entrepreneur.
"Thanks," I say. It's a good deal. Unlimited free fruit bear boats for pretty much the rest of my life.
© 2009 Nancy L. Ruder