It started a little something like this...
"Jacob, what kind of Popsicle would you like?"
...Get them out, start eating...
Jacob: "Dad, my Popsicle has juice in it!"
Ruth: "Your Popsicle is made of juice, Jacob - yum!"
Michael: "Yep, they are SO yummy!"
Jacob: "Yep, the ghosts came to our freezer and squeezed the juice and freezed it!"
Ruth: "You mean they make the Popsicles?"
Jacob: "Yeah, Mom. The nice ghosts come in the freezer and squeeze the juice out and it pops into the Popsicle things and gets aaaaalllll freeeeeezie. Then we can eat them."
Michael: "They made mine really tasty."
Jacob: "Mine, too Dad. It was so nice of those ghosts to come and make them for us."
He doesn't talk about ghosts, but it was pretty funny. Jacob, we love you and your wonderfully creative imagination!
3 comments:
Jacob's imagination is delightful.
It's good to see you posting again. We have missed you. Hope you are feeling better.
That story sounds just like something Lilly would say. It blows my mind the things kids say. reminds you of the Bill Cosby Kids Say The Darnedest Things. LOL
Oh my goodness- I thought I have had heard all the "ghost" stories there were! My kids blame many of life's mysteries on ghosts too-hahaha!
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