"Everybody knows not to fall asleep under grafted trees at noon, too..."
I, for one, have stopped my noon-time grafted-tree nap (my NTGTN, for short). I now only nap on Christmas Eve, at midnight, but only until the aventure arrives. Then, I cut the head off of whatever walks through my front door!
I hadn't visited Chaucer's blogge for some time; you've sent me back. Thank you!
Great Jumping Jehosephat....I think I'm starting to comprehend this stuff!
I've been telling my young one about the noontime nap and all the mischief that follows (he is all of four months), when he awakes there are mass-produced stuffed animals dancing above his crib to Mozart and the like.
Regardless his favorite stories seem to be old Irish lore - hmmm.
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