Wild Indian

When you were a kid, and you were running amuk (amuck? is that even a word? you people know what I mean, don't you?) did your parents ever say to you, "Stop that! You're behaving like a wild indian!"

Mine never said that to me. It was usually directed at my brother. I was usually the child holed up in my room reading the Sweet Valley books like it was my job. But, I digress.

I have a real, genuine, bonafide wild indian child. See?



And she is a mighty cute one at that.

However, she did object to being an indian.

Until she found out that she could be an indian princess, that is.