Sorry for the interruption in the Japan posts, but we are not in our own house yet in Florida, and the pictures of our trip are on our computer, which is packed away in storage. In the meantime, we're living at my parents house, but we're hoping to be in our own house soon.
I was in the backyard with Kendall and Cami, and Kendall asked if I wanted to hear a story. Sure, I said! So she told me to sit down in the grass and she would tell me. Here's the first one:
"One sunny day, there were two children walking down the street. And then they got eaten by the big bad wolf. The end!"
I told her that I didn't think it was a very good story.
Later, she wanted to tell me another story, and I told her I hoped it was better than the first one. Here's that one:
"One sunny day, there were two children named Kendall and Cami. They had a bad teacher...I probably shouldn't tell that story."
The funny thing is, while she was telling these stories, she had the sweetest smile on her face, and was talking in the sweetest little voice you've ever heard. She may be a little morbid.
