Nat disappeared into her room a while ago, for awhile. I knew we had watched Dances With Wolves last night, and I had put it out of my mind.
A while later, she pounced into my room, dressed in a leopard print thingamajig, wrapped around her Sari style, covering her 'buttons' (that's what she calls her boobs) and her midriff exposed, and something else covering her waist area. She had a band of some sort on her head, and her bright pink feather pen stuck in the back. She had some kind of Tinkertoy contraption, and she announced that A) she was an indian and B) this was her bow, that she uses to shoot white people.
I told her that I hated indians, and sorry, but I was going to have to shoot her.
She immediately started backpedaling, and assured me she was just playing, and wasn't a real indian, and assured me that she was still my daughter. And then ran out of my room.
I just thought I'd tell you, cuz I thought it was funny.