Cute kid stories.

Two cute thing happened this week.

Yesterday, I drove and and noticed two little neighbor girls standing on the corner. They weren't moving, which I thought was weird, but I waved to them, said hi, and then got my groceries out of my car.

One of the girls spoke up.

"We're statues," she told me. "We can't move."

I looked over at them, and they were, in fact, posed weird, and they weren't moving.

I laughed and told them they were pretty good statues.

The second statue never did talk to me.

I guess some statues can talk, and others can't?

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I made a lunch run by my Mom and Dad's house, partially because I was in the neighborhood, and mostly because they have food and I was hangry.

I asked my little curly-haired niece how she got a scratch on her face.

Her response: "A monster bit me."

I hate it when monsters do that!

Please note, this is the same child that I've kicked ghosts for. I guess I need to look around the neighborhood for monsters so I can kick their ass, too.

Child, in case you forgot, I will protect you from whatever scares you. Forever.