Volcano Girl

My four-year-old wandered into my room at bedtime one night and told me, “I’m having a sleepover.  I’ve got all my kids, except for one sister who fell into a volcano and died.  Now there’s a new sister.”

Later that night, I snuck into her room to find her asleep in the middle of her bed, surrounded by stuffed animals on all sides.  Each one was meticulously tucked in with a blanket.

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