Ccino was intrigued, “Why did they cut off everyone’s head in the old days? They must have been very, very naughty.” I was confused by Ccino’s question but grot boy had no difficulty in understanding the logic of a two-year old. “The statues are headless because they’re ancient ruins from a long, long time ago. They’re a bit like people and fall apart with age.”
“So why haven’t you two lost your heads and arms and bits – you’re sooo old?” Ccino wanted to know.
Bobby, who had been listening to our conversation, was a little concerned. “I don’t think it would be very nice to lose my head. How would I be able to eat?” Then, with a quiet “hmmmm” he offered a solution, “If I sit on top of the statue then I can help that poor man –I can eat for him.”
Ccino was not at all happy with the suggestion, “I’m not a little baby, and I don’t want to be a crumbling old fart and lose my head.”
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