What Evelyn is Learning from C.S. Lewis

(I'm so behind in posting, which is probably why I continue to procrastinate on posting. So I will just post and catch up later! All of December is still on the camera--and it was a great month!) So this week, when Alan told Evelyn and Amelia they could not have something they were asking for, Evelyn scowled and said, "Daddy is such a soft blanket!!" It took me a few seconds to realize she was attempting to pull a metaphor out of "The Silver Chair," where Eustace barks that Puddleglum's habit of always seeing the potential negatives in every situation makes him "a wet blanket." The girls and I had discussed what this meant--that if you wrapped a wet blanket around yourself it would not warm you or feel good, and if you threw that wet blanket on your campfire, it would put it out. In Daddy's (and all accused "wet blankets'") defense, a wet blanket is exactly what you would want if your house caught on fire and you had to run out in the flames. You'd want nothing more than to wrap yourself in it to run to safety. And, as it turns out, Puddleglum is "The Silver Chair's" unlikely hero.