who's telling this story anyways?

let's see if i can remember this right (even though it just happened!) -

dominic says at bedtime, "tell me a story"

ok, once upon a time there was a mean monkey---


"no it was an escavator!"

ok, there was a mean excavator---


"no, she was nice! a nice mouth escavator!"

ok, there was a nice mouth excavator. and she always helped everyone and was nice to everyone. one day she saw a monkey---


"no, it was a truck!"

ok, the truck needed help carrying his groceries---


"no, it was a pick-a-purple-pickle-pick truck!"

ok, the pick-a-purple-pickle-pick truck needed help with groceries---


"no, it was carrying pickles!"

well, the excavator helped that truck carry his pickles---


"she carried them one at a time"

were they very big pickles?


"no, they were tiiiiiiiiny."

oh, well, then she can carry a lot of pickles if they were tiny.


"ok, they were a little bit tiny."

ok, she carried them one at a time across the river---


"to here!"

she carried them one at a time across the river to dominic's house---


"it's omi's house!"

she carried them one at a time to omi's house---


"she put them in a jar!"

ok, she put them in a jar in omi's fridge---


"no, she put them in the freezer! in the downstairs freezer!"

and then opa ate them---


"no, dominic ate one!"

ok---


"and it was TOTALLY SPICY!"

[at this point, i start dying of laughter]

"it's not funny!"

ok, opa was eating them and dominic came and said, can i have one? and then he ate one and it was TOTALLY SPICY. 


"ok"

the end.