Monday, January 05, 2009

Pumas and Webelos

After tithing* settlement in December, we said a brief hello to the family behind us and headed out to the car. As Annika got to the car she paused and sniffed the air.

"I smell a puma!" she declared, then turned around and saw our neighbor's white dog, who had followed them to church. In one bloodcurdling scream after another, Annika let us know she saw the puma.

On the ride home as Annika retold the story to me she said, "Then I saw Sammy the white dog and I freaked out, but it wasn't a puma it was just Sammy the white dog."


Wendell’s in charge of the 10-year-old scouts in our ward and at the last den meeting they’d made fully edible marshmallow snowmen using marshmallows, toothpicks and candies. The following day, my mom came to watch Annika and Beck for an hour. Mom inquired of Annika about the card table still set up in the middle of the living room.

“We sat here and ate marshmallows and Webelos,” Annika informed Mom.

“Webelos?” Mom wondered. “You ate…Webelos?”

“I had two of them,” Annika explained tipping her head and gesturing about the size of the candies, “they were kind of …minty.”


Nancy said...

Annika is awesome! Who taught her the word puma by the way?

Jenna Wood said...

I wish I could claim credit, but it was all Go Diego Go.

Annika's also in love with Ana the Anaconda

Emma said...

I think any use of the word puma in conversation (by toddler OR adult) should be applauded. I think, in fact, that I'm going to try and use it today. Just imagine the looks I'll get as I compare Naomi chasing her brother to a puma chasing its prey through the jungle. Fabulous! Oh, and I'm glad to know that webelos taste minty. Now I'll never have to try one!

Suzanne said...

She is hilarious! Can't wait to get her into primary...