Can you tell a great story, one that's so good, it's hard to tell if it's fact or fiction?
Story #1 told of a dad and his little boy in an aluminum boat, out to collect their crab traps when the son falls overboard. Story #2 told of two sisters playing in the yard and woods when a banana slug falls on the smaller sister's shoulder ending all the fun. And the FACT story is . . . the banana slug story! That was my sister and me when she was about 7 and I was close to 4. It's one of my few memories from the house we lived in Belfair, and an extremely traumatic one at that :) So gross! I also had a mouse run up my pant leg at that house, but that's another story, and another traumatic incident. I apologize for not being around yet for this bloghop. I've been experiencing technical difficulties for a couple weeks (hoping those Frontier people will come to our house today--for the third time--to fix it correctly) and I'm long-term-subbing in a second grade class for the beginning part (two months) of the school year and I had two days to prepare--yikes! So, needless to say, I'm running around like a decapitated chicken one minute and dragging like a zombie the next, but I'll catch up soon ;) Have a great weekend and I hope it's sunny wherever you are!