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Aug. 23rd, 2004 05:45 pmMy kids are playing funeral with bars of soap. "Oh Kumanji. You were the best teacher ever and now you are a bar of soap. We will miss you." "You were my best friend." They sound very sad about poor lost Kumanji. Apparently his parents, children, grandparents and dog all also died and turned into bars of soap. Now they are putting him in his "grave" (a black towel). Isadora just said, "We won't ever see Kumanji ever again because he died and turned into soap and now he's in his graveyard." Rhiannon: "Sometimes that happens Issy. He was the best teacher ever and now he's soap. Are you so so so sad?" Oh, now they are composing songs "Oh Kumanji thank youuuuu for being the best teacher in the world and furthermore we will love you forever and evvvvvver" *Rhiannon leans over and whispers to Isadora* "Cry Issy! Cry!" "Ohhhh poor Kumanji he was so teachful and we love him very much." *Isadora leans against a wall and fake sobs* "Let's go home. I'm soooo sorry Issy. I'm so sorry he died but that's a part of life sometimes."
Good grief these kids can be so weird.
Good grief these kids can be so weird.
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Date: 2004-08-24 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-24 03:12 pm (UTC)