Friday, December 14, 2007


Ryan has been fully engaged in a one-man imagination extravaganza for the last 45 minutes. He's a zookeeper in charge of some very naughty cats (stuffed animals) who are always stealing his zoo keys and escaping. He's been running all over the house, catching these cats, and narrating the whole thing in third person.

He keeps repeating, "And they splintered into the kitchen but don't worry, the zookeeper is after them!" These cats keep "splintering" everywhere. Very strange.

Suddenly it hit me: sprinted.


rootie said...

My recent favorite from my 3 year old: "let's stop and have some hot chocolate from the fermos"

Rational Jenn said...

It's so hard not to laugh sometimes, isn't it?