"You be Roquefort the mouse and you be Toulouse" she'll say.
She always gets to be Marie and I am usually Duchess, Marie's mother. Fortunately, I have Duchess's accent down pat.
She plays her role well. Yesterday I asked her to hold out her hands so I could wash them. "Marie has paws," she gently corrected.
Evan or Aaron is usually assigned to play Edgar, the butler turned bad guy.
"You be Edgar the bad guy" she'll say. "Try to get me!" she squeals as she runs off. "Save me Duchess! Edgar is sending me to Timbuktu!"
When we get her a drink of almond milk she even tells us that it tastes like "Creme de la creme a la Edgar." Then she yawns and says she's getting sleepy. If only we had the recipe that Edgar spiked with sleeping pills. It sure would come in handy at bedtime!"
| "Marie" was not very cooperative when I asked for a picture. "You don't need to see my eyes," she explained. |
| "Here's Edgar the bad guy, right here." |
| And yes, she watches the VHS tape in our DVD/VCR combo. We're totally vintage. |
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