Last night Cohen and Merrick and Dan and I all curled up into bed together way past our collective bedtime. Cohen began asking for stories about when I was a little ghoul (she struggles with the pronunciation of the word girl). Dan asked her to instead tell Merrick a story. This followed:
Coco: Once upon a time, when I was a little girl I traveled and traveled between these dots and the I got runned over by a car. The end.
Dan: That was... very good Cohen. Now can you tell a story with a happy ending?
Coco: Once upon a time there was the end. And I loved. Oh and I had a frog on my head.
Dan: Much better.