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Ah, youth.
Ah, youth.
Just now, right after breakfast, Elvis toddled over to my bed, and hoisted one of her dolls up before climbing in herself. "Place. Eat. Baby." she said.

"This is the place for your baby to eat?" I asked. "Very cool. Come on up."

She settled in, held the baby in front of her, and lifted it to her mouth.

"Eat fingers." she said. "Eat eyes."

And then she did.


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willendorf5761 From: willendorf5761 Date: December 4th, 2008 04:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
Are you *sure* Elvis isn't a zombie? An adorable, blue-eyed zombie.
shysterb From: shysterb Date: December 5th, 2008 12:58 am (UTC) (Link)
Dude, you so have to write that up as a children's book, complete with illustrations by lignamorren. Except it can't be of slugs, since there are no fingers to eat. Though the idea of biting the eye stalks off....

Okay, it has been a long week.
blondeheroine From: blondeheroine Date: December 5th, 2008 05:45 am (UTC) (Link)
Your little one is awesome.
tellinellen From: tellinellen Date: December 5th, 2008 06:00 am (UTC) (Link)
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