A couple of months ago, Mica announced that she had a sister named Sunflower.
This surprised us, as the rest of the family thought we’d have heard of such an event. But Mica likes stories, and so at first we thought this was just another vignette. We didn’t realize that we were at the beginning of an ongoing Sunflower saga.
Sunflower, it turns out, lives far far away with her mother and father. (The implications of the relationships involved don’t seem to worry Mica.) She has been a variety of ages already: a baby, a girl, a big person (e.g., old enough to drive), and most recently I was told that Sunflower has a baby of her own. She also has a dog, whose name changes with time but is never recognizable.
In fact Sunflower’s defining characteristic, and the one which Mica mentions most often, is that she has everything. This often comes up just after I say that we don’t have something — cake, for example. “My sister has cake,” Mica will tell me. “My sister has everything she needs!”
Lately Sunflower has been mentioned less frequently, but she still comes up, and her role in Mica’s mind might be changing a little. For example, Mica got a flu shot recently — and two days later, she told me that the red, sore spot on her leg was there because her sister had kicked her. She didn’t seem particularly upset by this, but it was an interesting choice of stories.
But my favorite part about Sunflower is how she lives in all the other stories in Mica’s life. Right now we are working, together, through a long story about Mica and Jack (of beanstalk fame), who are currently in the Land of the Giants together. I tell — usually with ideas and prompting from Mica — a short piece of this each night, as a bribe/distraction so she’ll let me brush her teeth.