Isla: "Mom, you never bewieve what I saw!! You. Wiw Not. Bewieve. It.
Me: "What did you see?"
Isla: "I saw, I sawwwwwww, A. KING. SNAKE!! It was out in da road and I run away from it."
Me: "You did the right thing running away from it!"
Isla: "I know. And den I go to it and said, 'Oh snake. Oh snake'" (she knelt down and pet an imaginary snake) "It was a dead snake. It said, 'Sssss' At me!"
Me: "Really, the dead snake said, 'Ssss.'?!"
Isla: "Yes!! And it's orange. Den I shot it wif my bonen arrow but it was actually my gun so... yeah. And it was my gun! Hahahaha!"
Me: "So it was your gun and not a snake?"
Isla: "NO! It was a snake but NOW it's a gun. No, it was a gun the ho time!"
Me: "Wow that's crazy!"
Isla: "I know!"
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I'm so glad you're writing again! I've missed reading your stories!!
Thanks Josie! It's nice to have a little time to write down some memories!
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