Monday, May 13, 2013

From the mind of Gwen Craven

This morning I was driving Gwen to school. The sun was shining and the birds chirping. Gwen was sitting quietly looking out the window at the trees and rolling hills. It was such a peaceful and pleasant scene that I asked Gwen what she was thinking about. She smiled coyly, not wanting to tell me.  Finally, I got it out of her:  "I was dreaming that Dani and I were having a play date... And then a monster came and we cut off its skin with a knife and it died."

Lovely.

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