Moth and Lovechild’s Excellent Adventure
Posted September 23, 2008
Author’s note –
I took 2 tinies with me on a short trip to
Moth: Ooo, looka, dere’s OUR car! I ready ta go, how ‘bouts you, Lovechil’?
Lovechild: Ms. Beamlette says we need to eat some breakfast, first.
Moth: I knows where ta fin’ som’p’tin ta eat – I saw dem when we gots here las’ nite. I shows you if you wants!
Lovechild: Well… I think I want breakfast – it depends on WHAT you saw –
Moth: Mmmm, see – dey’s nice red BERRIES, yum!
Lovechild: *sigh* I guess they’re framboises… how I wish mon père were here to verify. The bugs seem to like them, anyway!
Lovechild: Moth, how do you like my begonia blossom chapeau? At least we’ll have a photo that I can show to my maman when we go home –
Moth: I gots dis BIIIIIG purple one – oooo, it’s heavy! *wobble*
Lovechild: Oh, you’re just being a show-off, ‘cause yours is bigger than mine *pout*. It is pretty, though *said grudgingly*…
Moth: Dat a nice car ride – but dis all we come see, BIG sunflowwer? It nice sunflowwer, I not really complainin’ –
Lovechild: No, Ms. Beamlette came to see someone that works here in one of these buildings. She just gets distracted, is all –
Lovechild: She thinks we look cute next to big things – even though EVERYTHING is big compared to us, no surprise –
Moth: Yeahhhh – I real used to it. ‘Sides, when it come to food, den I gots LOTS!
Moth: Looka BIIIIIG treehouse! Wonner who made dat, an’ why –
Lovechild: It’s part of the office building of the person Ms. Beamlette came to visit –
Moth: I’s gonna need help openin’ DAT door – even ta ring da doorbell, too!
Lovechild: Oh, don’t worry – Ms. Beamlette says to come ’round to another door. Hurry, she won’t hold it forever, you slowpoke.
Moth: Ooooo, wat you think de li’l man is doin’ dere? An’ looka all de pretty rocks!
Lovechild: He’s supposed to be fishing, though without water, I’m not sure he’ll get anything –
Moth: But why wouldn’ he? Maybe he catch SAN’DABS! Huh?
Lovechild: Well… I guess he COULD. Since it’s mostly sand, anyway…
Moth: Dis lady look nice, but she SO w’ite – who she, annyway?
Lovechild: Shhhh, I think she’s resting.
Guan Yin: I am meditating, little ones. Be still, and listen to your inner voice…
Moth: **stomach growls** Mine is HUN-GRY!
Guan Yin: No problem – there is a very nice restaurant down the street –
Moth: It same name as our frien’s at home!
Lovechild: I wonder if the Sparrow Sisters know about this –
Moth: Looka all de food dey kin make here – I wants some’a EVERYTHING!
Lovechild: Even a “Sparrow Omelet” – though I don’t think it’s made with sparrow eggs – but it’s got chicken livers in it. Bet the Sparrow Sisters would approve of that *tiny smile*.
Lovechild: Haha, look, Moth, at the painting. It’s full of birds acting like people in a restaurant.
Moth: An’ the cat’s inna cage – I REALLY like dat!!!
Moth: I likes da beach – but wat dey use dis for?
Lovechild: It’s a firepit. When it gets cold and dark, you can make a fire to keep warm – and you can make s’mores --
Moth: An’ make S’MORES! Um, wat’s S’MORES?
Lovechild: It’s moths toasted on a stick!
Moth: NOOOOOOO! I don’ wanna be on a stick!
Lovechild: It’s just a JOKE – ‘cause you ask so many QUESTIONS! Sheesh!
Moth: I still gonna ask questions… like wat dat inna water dere?
Lovechild: I didn’t think you’d stop, anyway – that’s OK. Ms. Beamlette says that’s a famous old boat made out of concrete. It’s been there for years and years, now – but you can’t go on it anymore.
Follow this link to learn about the old concrete ship on
Moth: So no one tol’ the BIRDS, den, not to go onnit?
Lovechild: Even if they did, do you think birds listen?
Moth: Nawwww… dey just POOP, instead.
Lovechild: Yeah… they sure DO.
Moth: Dis a nice dinner – but wat in dat glass dat Ms. Beamlette drink?
Lovechild: That’s wine. My papa drinks it all the time, and says wine is good for you –
Moth: Oh – I try some, den –
Moth: Ooooooh – I feel funny all a sudden – things went all tippy… *hic*
Uh-oh, another drunk – but not mean, like the Sparrows!
The action returns to the normal-sized girls – and women – in my world, in –