or interpretation is everything..
Thanks to Chick-Fil-A, the kids got two Between The Lions CD’s the other day. They begged me to put them on in the car, so I did.
As soon as the theme song started, Princess started singing and Monkey, not knowing the words, but no less enthusiastic started bopping along in his booster seat.
We listened to the first story on the CD and we talked about it (thank you for awesome car conversations, Chick-fil-A).
Suddenly, Princess perks up. ”
“Mom, Why is it called Between The Lions?”
Okay, take 1: Easy Answer
“Well honey, the main characters are Lions and it’s about them”
I tell you what, you can HEAR the gears churning in that blonde head.
“But then why do they sing… ‘Between the Lions Between The Covers of A Book’ aren’t Lions in jungles and zoos?”
Oh for the love of literal children… *sigh*
Take 2.. more complicated answer
“Well sweetie, when you read books (and in life) there is a saying ‘read between the lines’ it means to read and see more than just what’s written, you should use your imagination and see more than just the written word”
Dead silence back there.
and then.
“So there is more to a book than just what’s written and that’s why the call the show Between The Lions… it’s one of those punks you were telling me about..”
???PUNKS!??
imagine a lightbulb going off over my head
“You mean a PUN?”
Princess: “Oh (giggle) yes ma’am, a pun”
Me: “well, yes honey, kind of. It’s also known as a play on words.. Lions.. Lines…”
Princess: “Okay”
Change the setting to us pulling into the driveway. Monkey VAULTS out of the car and charges through the front door and into his room, he rips a book off his bookshelf and opens it; throws it on the floor and pulls out another one. rinse and repeat 3 or 4 more times.
He then STOMPS his booted feet out into the living room, looks at me accusingly and in his most disappointed and peevish 3 year old voice says: “Mom, there are NO LIONS in my books!!!”
*le sigh*
