Charlie

I walked into the living room this morning and found Charlie staring at a blank TV screen. I asked her what she was doing. Here is the conversation that followed.

"Oh, I am just dreaming."

"You are dreaming?"

"Yes, I am dreaming. I just closed my eyes and I thinked of it. I made the pictures in my head and I just imagined and it poofs into my head and I just imagined that I was playing with pink toys. And when I was playing with pink toys I got lost. It was okay though because God told me to be brave and I told the man that was a woman my name and she found my mommy for me."

"You are dreaming this in the living room."

"yes, cause you know I can't watch TV. I am grounded so I just imagined it with pictures in my head and I wasn't afraid because I had God."

She so keeps me on my toes. I love how it takes her forever to tell a story and the story is a complete run-on sentence. I have no idea where she might have gotten that from.