Kiler (my 3 1/2 yr old) tells the best stories..... sometimes.
This morning he told me this one.
K: "Mommy!"
Me: "Yes K?"
K: "I'm hiding a horse in the house to keep it safe from the liger!"
Me: "Ahhh. A horse?"
K: "Nnnnnneeeeeiiigh! Did you hear that Mommy?! RAWAAAWWWR!! OH NO! The LIGER!! RUN!!"
Then we got ready for school and went on with the rest of our day....By the way, I guess we figured out the mystery of who was leaving the huge poos in the toilet and not flushing. It was the horse.
Later tonight:
Me: "K! Look what Mommy found pictures of on her computer!" (it's a Liger he's not too thrilled)
We get ready for bed and he asks me to tell him a story. 3 lines into the story he interrupts with this....
"Chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga.... Once upon a time there was a little big train. It crushed your arms and head."
Me: "K!! That's an AWFUL story!"
K: "No, no... it gets better!"
Me: "Ok...."
K: "I'm in the train."
And then he continues it... "Chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga...... Mom? Did you hear that?! RUN!!!"
This is bad, but I was laughing after I left the room because he was *so* serious!
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