Yesterday Katelyn came up to me and asked "Mama, is Bruce a real name?"
I laughed and said "Yes Bruce is a real name."
Katelyn said "Oh, well who has the name Bruce?"
And I said, "Sharks."
I'm sorry, it was the first thing I thought of. But its the truth, sharks are named Bruce. You know, like this one:
My favorite scene from one of my favorite movies, JAWS. Poor Capt. Quint getting eaten. And since I know that the cast and crew gave the shark the nickname Bruce while they were filming, of course "sharks' were my first answer when Katelyn asked who was named Bruce.
But then I realized that I should have never brought up sharks when it started a whole new discussion with my 4-year-old.
"Where do sharks live?'
"In the ocean." I told Katelyn.
Her eyes widened with horror. And then she said," Are you joking mommy? Please say you are joking."
I couldnt even answer her because I was laughing hysterically at the poor girl. What kind of mommy am I? First I tell her sharks are named Bruce and then I tell her that sharks live in the ocean.
You know, the ocean that we live a couple of miles from. The ocean that Katelyn loves to play and swim in. The ocean that she now knows is filled with sharks named Bruce.
And since she now has her hands on my shoulders pleading with me to tell her I was just making a big joke out of where sharks live, I told her that, yes, I was only joking. I have no idea where sharks live. She should just ask Daddy when he gets home.