As we were waiting for Kaitlyn to finish dinner, so we could all have a treat at the same time, Kari decided to tell a story to help the time pass more quickly. It went somewhere along these lines:
Once there was a little boy. And he was an orthan. (A what? says mommy.) An ORRRR THAAAN. (As in Duh, mommy!) And his mommy and daddy were dead and his little sister hadn't been borned yet. (Well, that should be interesting). And his first name was like mine, Kari. But his middle name was different. It was Crayon. And his last name was like mine too. Kari Crayon Smith. And someone came up to him and his name was Star. And Star said, are you an orthan Kari Crayon Smith? And Kari Crayon Smith said yes. My mommy and daddy are dead, and my little sister isn't borned yet. And Star said she would take care of him and feed him. The End.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Let me telled you a story
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Dan says, "She's whack." :) I think that's a fabulous story with a beginning, middle, and end. And a HAPPY end too. :)
I think that's a wonderful story about an ORRRRR THAAAAAN. I don't know how she could have made it better!
love the little sister not being born yet
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