Earlier this week we were driving back from somewhere (from getting Charles’ airplaine I think) when Alice decided it was time to tell jokes. The results weren’t really jokes, but more free association stories, some of them quite elaborate. One involved Charles going outside to cry, where he’s spotted by Grandma, who takes him to a forest, where there are birds who fly around and then everyone lives happily ever after, the end. Alice was able to just rattle these 7 or 8 sentence stories, all of which ended with living happily ever after (the end!) and frequently involved some one crying. But really, isn’t that the basic plot from most stories?
I love it when kids get to that stage. They have such great imaginations!
