The First Story

It’s been roughly 10 months since Salem told her first made-up story. It’s old hat now, but I wanted to keep a record of it as it’s one of my personal favorites.

….”Sometimes when the moon up and the sun goes down, it gets dark outside. I put my glasses on and the rocks make a sound”.

This is around the time when she was obsessed with masks. Everyone had a mask she said, and Pop Pop had a Cinderella mask that was scary.

Dr. Salem

This morning was jump-started with some healthy advice from Dr. Salem:
While daddy was making her daily oatmeal mush-pile, she noticed a white tablet on the counter that was left there from the night before. She wanted to see it. It was a giant Kroger brand antacid (We had tacos). I told her that it was medicine and it wasn’t for kids. She then answered back in a knowing tone “Well then, daddy, you take that medicine. It’ll help your armpits!”

There’s nothing like medical advice from a 3 year old.

Salem finds a possum (or opossum)

Opossum or Possum? What's the difference?

I had asked Salem to throw away some car-trash that had accumulated during our trip home from FL. She returned from the outside rubbish bin and said,
"There is a creature in there...I don't think he has any teeth, only a tongue. I could bring him inside and snuggle him"
On further inspection, I found her "creature". It was an enormous possum that was in the throws of fake death. Nasty.

I wonder why she thought it hadn't any teeth? Scares me. What if she went picking around in it's mouth while it was pretending to be dead...sends shivers.