A now vital part of the evening bedtime routine for the little dinosaur is storytime. As the Feliciraptor is still at an age where she shows no preference for any book I can read to her what I like (within reason, apparently Game Of Thrones is no suitable). So at the moment I working through the Mr Men series and just reached Mr Nonsense.
Ignoring the fact that Mr Nonsense is just a rehash of Mr Silly (spoiler: Mr Silly turns up in this story) the most disturbing part of this story was a certain issue with the hydrological cycle that affects the residents of Nonsenseland (the home country of Messers Nonsense & Silly).
In Buzzfeed clickbait style: “It started snowing in Nonsenseland and you won’t believe what happened next!”
That’s right, in Nonsenseland they have yellow snow.
Years of winter advice flies straight out of the window in one 13 page book, how will I make sure that any offspring avoids the naturally occurring aureolin slush puppies?
“Hey Daddy, look at that…yellow snow. I’m going to play in it like Mr Nonsense…”
“I found some chocolate snow as well, this is the best day ever!”
Mr Men you were meant to provide me with whimsical tales full of moral lessons for meanness and heart warming stories about those too small/big who find their place in the world. I do not remember from my childhood having to deal with any urological weather patterns.
How do I explain how it rains in Nonsenseland? I mean the logic goes that if the snow is yellow then so is the rain. When is it too young to discuss the potential for today’s weather to be golden showers (the answer to this is that it is never too old to not discuss this with your children).
So while I’m telling the tale of our tobogganing twosome I’m left with a nasty taste in my mouth like I’ve been hit in the face with a Nonsenseland snowball. I’m left with this one thought, do Monsieur Bizarre and Herr Komisch know what they are playing in?
I think their exclamation on one page suggests that they do.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Three Perfect Shots.”