I am not sure where she got this idea (Astro?) but for the past few days, Kristine was sitting cross-legged, pretending to well, act like a monk or something.
The lonely hermit at the top of Mt. Matress is busy meditating and pondering on the meaning pondering meanings.
Then comes a sweet little girl on a Magic Carpet "Oh, Monky One, what is the meaning of Life?"
"Why, I am still pondering. What else you need, O sweet one?" "Sweets" "Cannot"