Clementine, sobbing...

...last night after she whacked her head pretty good on the wall, "I hit my head! I bonked my little noggin..."

:)

I know I have a "backblog" (har har). Will fill in soon!

Clementine's Story...

...verbatim, when I asked her to tell me a story (I suggested that she start by telling me about a pink pony):

Once upon a time there was a pink pony and then a fox came and ate the pony up and then Red Riding Hood came and then another pony came and saw that friend pony was eaten by a fox. And the fox went away fiercely to see extend growled for more when it was winter. And he went away in a door and then he found Tinkerbell as good as new and she had a fairest costume and it was very beautiful and twinkled in the night and then the ponies got eaten by a...

And then the treasure and the pirates came and then some fierce fox came fearlessly foxes came and ate up all the horses. Then horses were nowhere left. And then they were left in their tummies hungry as can be, then they went to bed and then they saw it -- a fierce tiger dead and they picked it up and ate it up and then they went fast asleep. And then somebody came that was mean mean mean mean. It was robbers. And then fighting each other. And then suddenly some girls were dead. And then somebody meaner came. Even meaner than the robbers. And then some fierce monsters came. They were big and fierce. And they had big sharp sharp sharp teeth. And they had such big claws that could even pick mice up and put them into their mouth.

And then some trees came and they were even meaner than the other meaner things. And they had sharp sharp sharp sharp sharp sharp teeth. And then the robbers saw the tree that was dead and then they picked it up and put it into their mouths and went fast asleep again. And they were so hungry for lunches and hungry for breakfast. And they wanted dinner and so so hungry they even wanted dinner. And then some caukez (no idea what that is, I asked twice) came and then they went up to the keys and down to the ground and saw the robbers and flew to the ground and flew to the sky and then it falled into the pot. And then it was dead.

She was a bit hyper and scattered today, maybe not the best day to get her to tell me a story. However she is pretty fascinated with dying and coming back to life and that sort of thing these days, so it's a good indicator of that.