Yesterday on our walk home from the park, we saw some rose bushes. Aria went to pick a rose and I stopped her to show her the "ouchie" thorns, and that reminded me of what I used to do with thorns when I was a kid. My grandmother's backyard was covered with rose bushes, and my front yard was covered with rose bushes. So I was always surrounded by rose bushes. And on days when I had nothing else to do with my time, and I would wander over to those rose bushes, pick off a thorn, lick the bottom of it, and stick it on my nose. I would then pretend to be a rhinoceros. You have to remember that this was way back when there was no Xbox, iPhones, or laptop computers. And only 7 channels on the black & white tv set. Okay...we had color by then, but still. My point is that I had to use my imagination for a lot of my entertainment.
So of course after I told the kids of my rose-bush-rhinoceros-thorn-wearing days, the kids wanted to try it for themselves.
And I tried to take photos with my iPhone, but they were too close up and blurred. Only these two of Andrew came out semi-decent.
My little rhinoceros! And he kept that thing on his nose the entire walk home. When he got home, he showed his daddy. And daddy said, "What IS that thing on your nose!!!" and Andrew said, "I'm a whinockerous!"