Le Petit Prince

D has been playing a new game today.  It started in the bathroom: “Ma, I think I heard a squeak.  There must be a mouse in here.”  After he had “found” the mouse he was busy finding it food.  “Mice eat cheese,” he told his little sister.  “Peas? Peas?”  she replied, laughing at him.   A little later he had made it a bed in a cardboard box that has been played with a great deal in the last week.  “Do you want to see my mouse?” he asked me.  “Come and see, its sleeping in the box.  Shhhhh, don’t wake it up.”

Oh, I love it when life imitates art.  Immediately I was seeing Antoine St Euxpery’s beautiful drawings and hearing his words:

“This is only his box. The sheep you asked for is inside.”

I was very surprised to see a light break over the face of my young judge:

“That is exactly the way I wanted it! Do you think that this sheep will have to have a great deal of grass?”


“Because where I live everything is very small . . .”

“There will surely be enough grass for him,” I said. “It is a very small sheep that I have given you.”

He bent his head over the drawing.

“Not so small that–Look! He has gone to sleep . . .”

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I started blogging after the birth of my first child. Since I stopped working, I realise I am defined far more by my relationships than by what I do. So, I am: wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend.

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