In the middle of the night, a strange sound came through the monitor. "ta-ta, cho-cho" At first I was concerned that a gang of miniature dark knight ninjas had infiltrated her bedroom and were swiftly abducting the E-Bears for ransom. Fortunately, she was still in there in the morning.
But wait, that means she either paid her own ransom, which is not likely since we keep the credit cards out of her room to prevent late night QVC impulses. Thankfully, their return policy is kind.
Or, she is a genius and is speaking in her sleep in a combination of what I must assume is Portuguese and Mandarin. Maybe saying goodbye to her imaginary friend Cho Cho. Maybe she is the leader of the miniature dark knight ninjas and was directing them to go and retrieve some carbonated beverage for a nightcap. No matter what the scenario, she has at least added some additional syllables to her vocab, which is good, since recently she seems to only be adding volume.
(Note: Cho Cho, her imaginary friend, was going to be a penis (thank you Urban Dictionary), but it was vetoed.)
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