Curse of the Elephant’s Foot


Tonight, my husband and son enjoyed this snack. I’m off the hook.

I’ve been told that, in certain cultures, the elephant’s foot represents good fortune. It’s been, to me, both a blessing and a curse. Let me explain.

My 5-year-old is still early in the English acquisition process (having spent his first 4 years in Thailand). As a result, he offers an enthusiastic, “yes!” to just about everything. Either that, or he gives 3 quick bobs of his head. Either way, it’s pointless to ask if he’s guilty of something. Regardless of whether or not he committed the crime in question, he’ll answer in the affirmative.

A few weeks ago, my husband asked my son if he was guilty of something. Andrew nodded.

No surprise.

“Honey,” I said (as Andrew’s court-appointed lawyer), “ask him anything and he’ll nod.”

My husband turned to my son and asked, “Would you like to eat the foot of an elephant?”

WHY ON EARTH my husband chose the CONSUMPTION OF AN ELEPHANT as his experimental question, I’ll never know. All I know is that Andrew has asked for the foot of an elephant.

Every. Single. Day. Since.

So tonight after church, weary of disappointing my boy for days on end, I came home and made a cinnamon roll, propped up banana slices and raisins, and told Andrew he was eating my best version of an elephant’s foot.

The memories we built while sitting around the kitchen table laughing at my poor attempt at an elephant’s foot are priceless … proving there might really be something to that notion that the elphant’s foot is a fortunate find.


  1. FANTASTIC! I love it! you’re a great mommy

  2. You’re so cute!! What a great idea!! I thought he was coming home with me tonight until I got his hand back into yours!! Love that boy!!

  3. Adorable <3

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