The Loch Ness/Snake monster thing is heading to the West Coast! Per our plan, a story was written about its exploits here in NYC, and it will now go and spend some time with The Cousin. The Boy and The Girl could not settle on how the story should be written, so finally it was decided that The Boy would write this story, and the next time we host the snake-monster it will be The Girl's turn to chronicle some exciting (made-up) events. Without any further lead-in, I will share the story that will travel with the patchwork beast tomorrow:
The Lockness Monsters Pie
When our Lock ness monster was in New York City he tried to bake a pie. He went to Trader Joe's to get his flour and other stuff he needed to bake the pie with. When he got to are house he started to bake his pie. In the end he ate all the dough for the pie and all the spoons. So he had to go back to Trador Joes to get spoons and new dough. When he got back to are house he made a pie. It was full of pork, peas, carrots, beef and catsup because Bigfoot, the invisible man, knombs and lockness monsters like meat better than sweets. He invited his friend Mr. Big food and his friends the Roswald aliens. They ate and they ate and they ate. They were still hungry so the lock ness monster got the pretzels [The Girl] got from her birthday party to feed all them. Next they ate the spoons, plates, matches, forks, knifes, cupboards, fire alarm and garbage can. They than went to the store to get eggnog and cranberry juice. They got in line with the cranberry juice when Mr. Bigfoot said, "We did not get the eggnog!" The only problem was that eggnog was not in season. The looked in lots of stores and could not find them so they called there friends the flying carpet monkeys, the dodos, and the giant flys. They looked everywhere until they got to the milk company. The worker felt sorry for them and made them eggnog. Everyone was happy and refreshed.
The end.
"I incorporated some creative writing in with the facts."
I get an eye-twitch when The Boy says stuff like that. I'm hoping that the "facts" that he was referring to are that there is indeed a Trader Joe's, and we do have some pretzels.
Travel safely, our felted beauty... and stand as a reminder to our family that we love and think about them.
