Story Time

We celebrated my nephew, Parker's 5 year birthday last night. At the end of the party when most had gone home, him and his recently turned 4-year old sister stood up on a chair and told stories. They went a little something like this:

Savannah: Once upon a time there was a Dragon (RAAAARRRRR!) who killed the princess. Then the prince killed the dragon. The end.

Parker: Once upon a time there was a princess and a dragon. One day the prince went to the top of the tower to wait for the dragon. Then the dragon killed the prince. And they all lived happily ever after.

Savannah: Once upon a time there was a Dragon (RAAAARRRRR!) who killed the princess. Then the prince killed the dragon. The end.

Parker: Once upon a time there was a T-Rex. The baby T-Rex liked to smell blueberries and eat them. One day a witch came along and poisoned the blueberries. One day the baby T-rex ate the blueberries and died. And they all lived happily ever after.

Savannah: Once upon a time there was a Dragon (RAAAARRRRR!) who killed the princess. Then the prince killed the dragon. The end.

Parker: Once upon a time there was a Lion King. Simba said, "NO!" and Scar died. And they all lived happily ever after.

Savannah: Once upon a time there was a Dragon (RAAAARRRRR!) who killed the princess. Then the prince killed the dragon. The end.

Parker: Once upon a time there was Optimus Prime. One day a robot dragon flew by and Optimus primed killed him. And they all lived happily ever after.

I'm not sure why the kids had such deathly sories to tell, but it was very funny!