Little Man has been all about writing short stories lately, which makes my heart swell with pride as a person who wants to be a writer. (And it makes me jealous, as he’s writing his short stories so easily while I’ve been stuck on this one story for about two months.)
He brought this super short story home from school this week, and his word choice almost had me rolling in the floor laughing.
Scared the fire place out of him.
When’s the last time you had the fire place scared out of you? 😉