
Marlie is such a hoot sometimes...she likes to "exaggerate"; "embellish"; "stretch the truth"...to put it nicely. Basically, she just makes up stuff and then tells it to the world, no matter how crazy it may sound. Today she told me that she has a brother that she loves so much and his name is Cushy and it makes her sad because she never gets to see him because he lives in the desert. Huh?....where did that one come from?
She also thinks that rocks have feelings...there was a pebble on the trampoline this afternoon and she had to very carefully pick it up so she could return it to its family. "Its okay, little baby rock. I'll take you to your brothers and sisters." She then proceeded to toss the rock into a pile of other rocks, and said, "...there. Isn't that better? You get to be with your mommy and daddy and brothers and sisters. Go play and don't jump up on the trampoline again, okay?" For now, I'm just going to call it cute and hope and pray that she just has a VERY vivid imagination and she is not in fact, crazy. Cute I can handle; crazy... not so much.
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