I was brushing her teeth, and she turned and looked out the hall and gasped. Then she said "sthombie" because she had the toothbrush in her mouth.
I took it out and asked, "What?"
"A zombie!" She pointed out the door.
I told her zombies are imaginary and not real.
"Well it's right behind you now, so it's a good thing you believe they're pretend."
Sunday, October 3, 2010
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