…and Billy the Hippo and Patch the dog are all part of the Bean’s very real imaginary world. They’re her stuffed toys and while she isn’t crazy about them, she does have some long conversations with them.
A few days ago she brings Betty to me while I am having my morning cup of milk.
Bean: Betty doesn’t have any duddoos. *turns the cow over to show me her sanitised belly* Where will I drink milk from?
MM: *rolls eyes and tries to recall if the Bean has ever needed to drink milk straight from the udders of a cow* I don’t know sweetheart. Why don’t you tell me what you’re planning on doing? Would you like a sip of milk from my cup while you think about it?
Bean: No… *is still deep in thought*
… and then she carefully takes the mug out of my hands, places it on the table, makes her cow straddle it while I watch and wonder if the cow magically produced udders and is refilling my mug. Then picks up Betty, drapes her over her face, makes slurping sounds, smacks her lips, looks at me delightedly and walks away saying, “Yummy, Betty gave me chocolate milk.”
This by the way, is a picture of her hanging on to Heffalump ( the one we warred over) when she sits on the pot in the morning and the next one is of her reading to teddy.
Some of her stories are rather bloody thirsty. She makes up stories as she goes along. For instance she owns this book about Ponni the flower seller who sells malliflowers (sic). At one point a cow eats up some of the mallipoo and here the Bean allows her bloodthirsty imagination to take over.
“Mamma, the cow ate up pooooooor Ponni’s malliflowers. And Ponni got a big stick and beat the cow. And the cow died. And then Ponni criiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiied.”
By this time her own face is crumpling up because her imagination might have run away with her but her heart is still in the right place. And I hasten to turn the page and tell her that the cow and Ponni are both fine.
Most days if I just sit through her story telling sessions, the highs and lows are roller-coasterish. This girl leaves me emotionally drained and physically exhausted.