This morning I found The Girlie inside a backpack that was hanging on a hook in the hallway.
The Girlie: "MOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!"
Me: "What's up?"
- "My thumb is hurting!!!!!!!"
- "Oh no, how did that happen?"
- "A crocodile bite me!"
- "A crocodile bit you..."
- "Yes! I went to monster school and I saw crocodile and crocodile bite me!"
(proceeds to throw herself on the floor, wailing)
Moments like this, I just kind of stand there and grin.