So Ella was in story telling mode tonight. Our nightly ritual consists of a story, told by me, bedtime prayers, and 20 minutes of my most convincing arguments as to why I cant stay in the bed "jus a yittle bit more". Tonight was different, Ella decided to throw something into the mix. She decided to tell me a story. About ants. Ants whose behavior reflected the behavior of nearly everyone she had contact with ever. I found out some very interesting things about ants tonight. Here are just a few nuggets of knowledge from an adorable 3 year old.
"Daddy did you know...ants can eat pine cones!"
"Ants can go potty."
"The thunder came and they got tiny umbrellas to keep them safe."
"The ants asked for a cough drop but got a spanking because they got out of bed."
"The end, thats a story...you can stay jus a yittle longer."
She is pretty interesting stuff.