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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