We had this exchange in the car this morning. It reminded me of this one that I read last night.
P-I had a silly dream last night.
M-Really? What was it about?
P-I don't know.
M-How do you know it was silly if you don't remember it?
P-Sometimes in your dreams monsters are silly. That was my dream. About monsters sillies.
M-Your dream was about monsters sillies?
P-Yes, Momma.
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The best conversations are the ones that make absolutely NO SENSE.
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