All four of us were piled in Mackenzie's room tonight, ready to tell bedtime stories before prayer time and saying goodnight. David asked, "Who wants to tell the first story?" Josiah did not miss a beat in saying, "Me!" So, we all listened quietly in the dark while Josiah (2 years 4 1/2 months) told the first bedtime story:
Josiah: "Once upon a time there was a little dog. He got lost."
Me: "Then what happened?"
Josiah: "He got scared of the monster."
Me: "Then what?"
Josiah: "It ate him."
Entire room erupts in startled laughter. During a brief pause David asked Josiah if that was the end.
Josiah's conclusion: "The End."
Empty Nest
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