I do wonder sometimes who gets more excited about dress-up days at school: Grace, or her Daddy. It's a toss-up, really.
Last week was Book Week and Friday was Book Character Day. First Grade had Dr. Seuss, and so the Medina family decided that Grace would be the Grinch. (The nice Grinch, we said, after he decided to give all the toys back.)
Part of the reason we decided on the Grinch was so that Grace could bring Minnie to school. Except that, according to Daddy, it was a problem that the Grinch's dog, Max, was a brown dog, and Minnie was white.
So that sent him on a quest: Turn Minnie into a brown dog. Hair dye did not work. Henna did. Which actually turned the poor dog orange, but you get the idea.
Never a dull moment around here.
She got the prize for best costume in her class. I think that actually the judge just felt sorry for Minnie.
When I brought Minnie home from school Friday morning, after the assembly, our gardener gave me a really strange look at the now-orange dog.
Dawa? he asked. [Medicine?] Makes sense, since we are constantly fighting ticks.
I thought about this question for about three seconds. Then I realized that I didn't know the Swahili words for dye, Grinch, Dr. Seuss, or costume. Or, even if I did, how he could possibly understand why children would dress up like book characters, AND why it would therefore be necessary to have an
I gave up. Yes, Dawa, I said.
Who knows? Maybe henna will keep the ticks away.