One day she put on her pink tutu, spun in a circle with her pink crocodile toy, and asked me to tell her a story.
What story do you want, about a mouse, maybe?
No, Mama, she said. About a pink crocodile.
Oh, okay. I said.
And a girl ghost and they played hide and seek, she added.
You see, the story sort of told itself, between my little daughter and me.
Once upon a time, there was a pink crocodile. There was also a girl ghost and they were friends. And friends ate a cake. a Birthday cake. They ate it but a scary ghost want the birthday cake! The friends made the scary ghost into a happy ghost!! Then, they played hide and seek. They counted and hid under the table.
then, something outside the room caught her attention and the story ended, just like that.


On Eve, very cute story and the picture is precious.
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Deletea very delightful and imaganitve story! it is a beautiful to see how you two enjoy each other!!
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