Story

One of stories she told recently: Once upon a time, there was a seagull and a goose. And they landed on the water, pachoo. They met a sloth that walked like this (waving hands). Then he knitted on his own pattern. He was happy now. He was not crying either. He was happy. (Me: What are they doing now?) They're playing with toys. Once upon a time there was a moose, a seagull, and a goose. She met a guy. She holds the paper and go to the zoo. And you too go to the zoo with them and go outside! Once upon a time, there was a squirrel. He cried because he bonked his cheek on the wall.

Her stories crack me up. Actually, almost everything she says cracks me up.