The boy continues to amaze us each day. Last night, instead of us making up stories to tell him a bedtime story, he took the lead and began to tell his own stories. The funny thing was that he started each of his short stories just like how we would start one. It begins with the phrase “One day…”
The most amusing short story he told was this:
“One day, Boo Boo (the grandparents’ dog!) cook potato. Mummy eat.”
Yeah, that’s how short his story is. Then he moves on to something different altogether. But hey, not bad, at least he knows something has to be cooked before it can be eaten. Only thing is, he imagines that a dog can cook, too!
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wow..how old is your child? I wonder when my little KY will start making up stories too
Cheers to motherhood!
so sweet…this is the best thing of parenthood.
Molly, he’s 20 months now. You must be looking forward to celebrate little KY’s first year birthday soon
True Love, yes I agree. Parenting is made so much more fun and exciting when kids start to talk. All the exhaustion of chasing after him are worth while