“Would you rather spend two days in the boys’ locker room, or get slimed?” my 9yr-old asks.
“Would You Rather…?” is her new game.
“Would you rather get 100 cupcakes with icing — even if you can’t eat them — or get your diabetes cured?”
“Oh, easy,” I say. “Cure the diabetes.”
“But Mom, then you wouldn’t have that cool blog, and be writing that book, and doing that newspaper thing for dLife, right?”
She actually said that. I froze (mid-silverware-basket).
“Yeah, you’re right, honey. I guess I really can’t imagine where my life would be right now without the diabetes — although my body could sure do without it.”
What a brassy little game.