This is how epics are born.
For two nights running, Aa has wanted a bedtime story above and beyond his normal allotment of two books, and I've obliged with something out of my head. Wednesday night I fictionalized an incident from that evening about him and some ants on the slide in our backyard. Then last night when I started to take another tack, he quickly steered me back to the slide...so I made up another episode with the ants as characters. (Aa got invited to an ant party, complete with ant cake and tiny balloons.) I'm not certain, but it's possible this will turn into an ongoing thing. I better figure out a few plot skeletons so I don't end up flailing on the spot.
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