Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Once Upon a Time...

Part of our bed time routine with W is that as W and I lay together on his bed, I recite Goldilocks and Three Bears from memory. The version is a little different every night yet W loves it. Now after Goldilocks is finished, he tells me a story which usually is something like the following...
Once upon a time there were three firetrucks and a blue firetruck. They went into the woods. And then deep into the earth, gone forever. And never saw again. The end.

1 comment:

  1. Man that little kid is funny!
    I think a great imagination is one of the best things you can have.

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