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Wednesday, April 4, 2012

D is for Dragons

My six year old dreamt that he was bitten on the leg by a nine-headed dragon, and woke up complaining that he couldn't go to school.
"You think your teacher will believe you were bit by a dragon?" I asked.

"You just don't believe in dragons," his older brother, Ryan, said – who really did believe in them. Far more than anything I could convince him about the existence of any actual God.

"I don't believe you can actually be bit by a dreamt dragon," I said.

Ryan sullenly was putting on his sneakers. At eight, he was quick to disclaim the existence of Santa, the Easter bunny and the tooth fairy. (Suspicious perhaps of the $1.99 price tags Santa left on stocking toys; handwritten notes identifying their Easter baskets, and a baby tooth "dropped" by the negligent tooth fairy in the bathroom rug.)

Ryan is not the only human to believe dragons actually did exist, though seemingly, no evidence has ever been found. "That's because they came before the dinosaurs," is Ryan's claim. "So far away back, the bones just crumbled away. That's why there's no fossils."

I do my best to believe along with him. I love the idea of dragons, especially since they had wings and could fly!

But he can see through my doubts, so gets angry at me for stepping on his invisible pet dragon's tail. He has a smaller pet dragon that rides his shoulder like a parrot. He has a devoted row of truly real, if plastic, dragons on his desk, and to whom he feeds purple Flarp for dinner.

So on this particular school morning when his little brother was bit by a dreamt dragon, Ryan challenged me: "What's the big difference between a dreamt dragon and an invisible one, anyway? You can't actually see either. So maybe he really was bit by a dragon."

The both just looked at me. Kenny massaging his bit leg.

"If it's not feeling better by the time you leave for school, I'll take you to the doctor. I'm sure there's a shot for dragon bites."

Kenny's eyes grew wide. "A shot?" He suddenly stood up straight. "It might be feeling better..."

And to Ryan I said, "And watch your step. Mugsy is on the loose."

"Mugsy?"

"You think you're the only one with a pet dragon? Well, not exactly a dragon, but he looks like a dragon maybe....It's part bird, part. . . gerbil." We have gerbils, it was the first thing that came to mind.

But now I was on a roll. "And its wings are fragile as a butterfly's. And it has x-ray night vision." I can't imagine where I came up with the name Mugsy and was glad no one ask.

Ryan grinned. "Cool." Until we were finally out the door to school, he walked very gingerly around the house, careful not to step on Mugsy's fragile wings.








17 comments:

Jenn said...

You should take all these stories and put them into a book after the challenge. What a wonderful story about dragons!!

Cheers, Jenn
http://www.wine-n-chat.com

Nerthus said...

What a delightful recollection! Can't wait to read more... Did Mugsy have "Eggs?" (Found you through a comment on Reason Creek.)

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Adrienne said...

Your kids are awesome. What vivid imaginations! Love it!

Paula Martin said...

Love this, you made me smile. Mugsy - wonderful!

November Rain - k~ said...

Fun stories are coming to life here. Thanks for sharing them with us.

And hey! Dragons are REAL (nods emphatically), there's the komodo dragon, and he's still poking around this world... I'm sure there are more. (nods again) yep, just sure as can be. ;-)

Lynn Proctor said...

wonderful story!!! reminded me of one of my granddaughters who is in love with dragons--ever since seeing "how to train your dragon"

Kathy said...

I love the idea of dragons and things like this. Such a fun post.

Kathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com/

Nikki said...

Aww! This was so sweet :) Once again, I loved this story! I actually checked this morning to see if there was a new one and when there wasn't, I was looking forward to it throughout my day :) I really like the way you write!

That's also very smart about the dragons, perhaps their bones did just dissolve :)

Thank you for your sweet comment on my blog, have a lovely day!

Nikki – inspire nordic

Elisabeth Hirsch said...

I agree, these stories would make for such an amazing book. I loved this--especially how witty you are. That part about the shot--pure genius. :0)

Amy Morgan said...

Love the dragon shot - wish I'd thought of that one al those years ago with a young son of my own. Keep up the great writing!

SherryE said...

My son has an imaginary dragon friend. He blames the dragon whenever something happens that shouldn't.

nellewrites said...

I'll have to take care with my footfalls...

good post. :-)

Word Nerd said...

Yours sounds like a pretty fun house!

Jo said...

I kinda wanna live there, ya know?

Tonja said...

Great story. Smart kids. One of my kids used to be terrified of the possibility of pterodactyls in the house.

Abracadebra Designs said...

A good moral for this story could be "If you can't beat them, Join them". (Or at least least them believe you have joined them).
-Debbie

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