Kinsey's Story Part 3

Was Heroes great? Yeah, for the most part, but we'll talk about that tomorrow. Next week looks very interesting too.

Connor took what some might describe a step last night. But what is probably more accurately described as falling forward while sticking a leg in front of him. Which, yes, I know that that's basically what walking is (knowledge gained from Pixar Animation DVD extras), and it's true that he's basically standing on his own when he doesn't know what he is doing. So his journey to toddlerhood continues. I wish this time would last about six months longer. Him doing his "pimp step crawl" (as my brother in law describes it) is so cute, especially as fast as he can do it now.

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Part 3 of the story. And you might have figured out that I'm not writing this exactly as I told it. I'm embellishing here and there with some descriptions and a little fuller characterizations (the Magician in particular). At any rate, here's part 3.

The magician whose name no one knew (he had one, he’d been called Magician for so long that even he had forgotten it), walked around the princess inspecting different parts of her: the bite wound, her eyes, her ears, her mouth. He listened to her breath and looked at her eyes. Then he stood up straight and gnawed on his beard for several long moments. He turned back to the guards and asked, “How large was this wolf?”

The first knight, named Cheena, said, “It was large. Perhaps the size of pony.”

The magician asked, “Did you see the color of its eyes?” Cheena shook her head.

However, the second knight, Charissa, spoke up quickly, “I did. They were yellow.”

The magician stopped and turned back to the princess. “That’s what I was afraid of.” He rapidly turned to a shelf with dusts and materials on it and began dashing them into a boiling cauldron. He spoke over the shoulder to the knights. “I need a hair from the wolf. It is a magical one and to create a potion that will wake the princess up, I must have a freshly plucked hair. Now hurry and quickly return. The hair cannot be plucked for more than an hour until put it into the potion.” He turned back to the cauldron and began muttering to himself, stirring and putting more ingredients in.

Cheena and Charissa looked at each other. “But, how do we know where it is? How can we find it? Especially a magical wolf?”

The magician looked disdainfully back at them. “Magical or not, wolves never leave the area where they have been denied their prey. This one will still be around. Now go, before it is too late.” He pushed them out the door and locked it behind him.

Kinsey's Story Continued...

I'm going to comment on the tragedy in Virginia later. I'm still processing what happened there. It's just staggering. Until I do though, here is the continuation of Kinsey's story from last week.

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The two guards picked her up and carried her quickly back to the castle. They went immediately to the doctor’s room. He came out of his private chambers and gave a shocked cry as he saw the princess. “What happened to her?” The guards described the wolf’s attack and after they did, he took a careful look at the bite wound, then listened to her heartbeat and her breathing. He pulled open her eyes and looked at them. After this he looked at the guards and said, “This is beyond my expertise as a doctor. I can treat the wound, but I can not wake her. This wolf was no ordinary wolf and this needs someone who has experience with things out of the ordinary.” He turned back to the princess and said, “Take her to the magician.”

The guards picked up the princess and carried her through the castle to the back tower. Quickly but carefully, they brought her up the stairs and banged on the magician’s door. There was great scrambling before the door opened and a long bearded man in a red cloak opened the door, yelling, “What do you wan---!” He broke off as he saw the unconscious body of the princess. “Bring her in, right now.” He quickly cleared off one of his couches and the guards set her on it. “Leave us, now.” The guards started to leave, but the magician called to them, “No, wait… I may need you to answer some questions.”

Standing and a Story

Connor is standing. It's not very much and it's not very long, but he is pushing off of whatever he's using to support himself and stand up. It's been so cool to watch all of this again and to see how different he is from Kinsey, just in his bravery about where he will climb and crawl. He's so much fun and this time for him is just one of the best times of life for a baby.

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And now for something completely different...

Over the last month or so, I've been developing a story for Kinsey. One night she asked me to tell a story to her, with her as a princess in it, so I did. And about every other night, we'll continue the story, and we've been doing it for over a month. I've written down about the first quarter and I'm not going to produce it all right now, but I'll serialize it over the next little while for you if you want to read it.

Now, realize I made most of this up as I was saying it. And it's a story for a five year old, so you will find some very derivative things in it, but I have had fun doing it and it's been interesting enough for Kinsey that she's wanted me to continue it. And it's in purple because that's one of her favorite colors.


Once upon a time, there was a princess named Kinsey. She was a beautiful princess who lived in a wonderful land with her mother the Queen and her father the King and her brother Prince Connor. She was someone who loved going out and wandering around the countryside looking at the lovely flowers and strolling through the woods.

One day while she was walking through the woods, she had wandered further than she had ever been before. It was a dark part of the woods, and she was starting to turn back when she heard a deep growl behind her. She looked over her shoulder and saw a large wolf right behind her. He was growling and snarling and starting to run toward her. Kinsey screamed and started to run faster, but her skirts were keeping her legs from moving as quickly as she wanted them too. She broke out of the woods and started running closer and closer the castle with the wolf getting closer. Just as she was within site of the castle, the wolf caught her skirt and dragged her down. She screamed so loudly that the guards at the castle gate started running toward her. As they got there, the wolf bit into her arm. Instantly, the princess fell into a deep sleep and the wolf started to drag her back towards the woods. They struck at him with their spears and he let go of her arm, running back into the forest.