Each of these babies is longer than my forearm and weighs more than a pound.
They're going in a tsimes just as soon as I can get them out of the little man's hands. He is using them as musical instruments: saxophone, guitar, xylophone. A regular-size carrot is a flute and I'm instructed to play it. We're doing his new favorite song, "Waltzing Matilda." Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me...
Hey- are you sure that isn't one of those thumb sized bottles of tabasco?
ReplyDelete"longer than my forearm and weighs more than a pound"... zoiks! :)
holy cow! i didn't know they came that big.
ReplyDeleteAh, who does not cherish the memory of playing Waltzing Matilda in an all-carrot orchestra as the golden sunset brings in the holiday? And those deep, resonant base notes that only a one-pound carrot can produce?
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