Almost seven

N was a bit tired at the breakfast table and rubbed her eyes and said "In this land of darkness....I see worms!" Then she asked "Is that my brain or my imagination making the worms?"

Petting Mona : "Oh, Mona, your cute powers make you so soft!"

Life at Night

On our way home from dinner with friends:

Dad: There's the park. Nobody goes to the park at night except maybe raccoons.

N: Yep. They just eat garbage and get diarrhea.

Imagination

(driving to school)

N: Mom, can you imagine things when you have your eyes open?

Mom: Definitely.

N: A lot of people think you have to have your eyes closed, but I can imagine with my eyes open too.

Mom: Yeah?

N: Yeah, like right now I'm imagining a Siberian Lynx. It's just BEGGING for meatballs!

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(While we walked the dog, N told me that when she grows up she wants to make movies to tell stories and then launched into a 20 minute telling of a "PG scary story" that she will produce as a film when she is older. Though I cannot remember all of it, below is a crucial point in the story entitled "The Evil Dentist.")

N: And THEN, they snuck into the house of the evil dentist and they saw that he had FAKE TEETH next to his bed!

Mom: Fake teeth for a dentist!?

N: Yeah! And then they went into the bathroom and there was NO TOOTHBRUSH in there!

Mom: A dentist with no toothbrush!?

N: And then they knew.....HE LIED. He was not really a dentist AT ALL!

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