Dec 20, 2008 12:48
During one of Vivi's stories last night at dinner - she makes them up all the time - Mahli told her that she made no sense, and Vivi wasn't happy with that.
In her own defense, she told Mahli, "I don't know what you mean. Of course I make sense. I make sense all the time. I am non-stop-sense."
Today - they are non-stop-snow. Sled until the skin is pink, pink, pink - come in for hot chocolate - thaw and repeat.