Storytelling

Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Broney. He went to me and he said “Could you leave me at your home with you guys? I said “Yes!” So that’s my boy. Then that little boy went back to his home, when he was done at my home. So he’s not here anymore. So when he goes poopy or pee-pee at my house, he left some bad poop. The boy went to his park that year, it’s his school, but he calls it a park. Then he said to his mother, then his father, “I want to go to my school!” They said, “It’s not a school day!”

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Enzy. She dreamed her name was something else, Inkalamb. A scary monster came and ate her all up, then she got hit by a car.

Once upon a day, yesterday, let me tell you about it…there was a little flower. Enzy was in there. She smelled a bee. Then she lined up the flowers in a line. The End.

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Enzy. Her name was something else that day. The End.

Am I the only mother who wonders what the heck is going on in my child's head?!?!