We are cleaning in preparation for a birthday party. Plum, having eaten her fortune cookie, asks me to help her read the "instructions:"
Saturday, January 29, 2011
"Your road to glory will be rocky, but fulfilling."
"Well of course," I tell C. "With a name like [Plum]*, it's gotta be. She's gotta usurp somebody. Too young for Egypt, though she couldn't do much worse. It'd be all, 'Okay, cookies for everybody, and no hitting!'"
Mau takes advantage of his position on the coffee table and gives my butt a friendly head bump.
*Plum's real name has several meanings, one of them being 'usurper'.