Vivian, my beloved Thing 2, composed a story this morning. It’s safe to say she’s picked up her dad’s sense of what’s funny. She is very proud of the surprise ending. In case you’re tired of twelve days of warm fuzzies, here you go.
Jessica and the Talking Christmas Orange
Jessica went on a walk in the woods. She saw a talking orange.
Jessica said, “Aaaaa!! A talking orange!”
The orange said back to her, “Why don’t we be friends?”
Jessica was less scared now. She came closer and closer.
“Ok, we can be friends,” said Jessica.
But she was really joking. Quickly Jessica peeled the Christmas orange and ate him.
The end.
Not sure what Freud would have to say about the ending…
From our crazy household to yours, Merry Christmas.
What’s it say about me and my daughter when we laughed menacingly about it?
Great senses of humour??
Moral: Don’t befriend a Thing.
And good job of pinning that on your husband’s sense of humor. You’d be so above that.
Merry Christmas!
Re: “You’d be so above that.” I love how sarcasm has its way of emerging…
Oh, I approve of your child. Very much so.
It does beat “happily ever after…”
I too approve of your child. And I have a feeling you snorted and cackled as the dramatic story reading came to a close. A good Christmas cackle perhaps?
Cackles all around, indeed!
Our children would be fast friends given this story. 🙂
You gotta love kids with senses of humour, demented or otherwise!