Monday, March 23, 2009

Daddy Called the ALIENS!

Miss Missy: Mommy, when I was four (she still is four, mind you) the aliens and the police came to our house.

Me: umm hmmm. Really? (Not really paying attention because the little chick had been babbling for about 45 minutes.)

Miss Missy: Yes! Daddy called the police and the aliens on the phone and they came. Don't you remember?

Me: Huh? When did daddy call the police?

I, of course, am thinking that she is describing a dream she's had.

Miss Missy: Mommy, don't you remember? He called the aliens for Sir-Talks-A-Lot because he wouldn't wake up. Remember? You were on the floor and Sir-Talks-A-Lot wouldn't open his eyes and he opened and closed them and Daddy got on the phone to called the police and the ALIENS to come to our house to get Sir-Talks-A-Lot.

Me: OOOOOHHHHH! Little Mama, do you mean that Daddy called the AMBULANCE to come get Sir-Talks-A-Lot when he fell out of the chair?

Miss Missy: Oh yeah, ambulance... not aliens.

Her recollection of the day her brother passed out.


African American Mom said...

That's funny! I found your blog a couple a weeks ago and I must say that I enjoy reading it. Keep up the entertainment!

Nap Warden said...

So cute...I had no idea where she was going for a moment;)

Jenni Jiggety said...

Aliens....ambulance.... easy mistake!

Aubrey said...

OMGoodness! I just read the other post! Scary, terrifying, terrible! Has he been in for more tests yet?

Ah yes. Aliens, ambulance. Potatoes, potahtoes. LOL