KT and I were driving down the road, belting it out along with the radio when all of a sudden she made the strangest statement. Usually I can tell where she’s going with something, but this one rare time, she had me confused.
KT: Grandpa’s a Hobbit. (can you tell what she’s been into lately?)
Me: Huh?
KT: Well, except for the fact that he’s really tall. He’s about three times as big as a Hobbit. Maybe he’s just a Giant Hobbit…
Me: What ARE you talking about?
KT: Grandpa! He likes to work with his hands, so he’s a Hobbit.
I jotted this down and tucked it into the book I had been reading so I wouldn’t forget this. I found the slip of paper yesterday and read it to my girl. She said “Oh, that’s right!” Then she ran off to her room to grab a book. She came back and told me that he was a __(I can’t remember what she said)____ Hobbit because he liked to work with wood.
Although she’s clearly explained herself, I’m still at a loss. The only thing I can make of this is that I must be half Hobbit!
Does he have pointy ears and furry feet? Maybe he’s not 100% Hobbit. You know, like maybe 1/4 Hobbit or something.
Well then I’m 99.9% Hobbit because my maiden name is Hobbis! LOL
maybe not pointy and furry, but BIG! Does that count?
Chelle, I had no idea! Are your ears pointy and feet furry? According to Jay that’s a definite sign…
*sighs* He isn’t a REAL hobbit!