Child #3 Speaks

To celebrate Child #3's first decade, I've allowed him to take over the blog for today. In his words:

This is a story for my cousins - especially Julia and Fuzzy.

A Very Strange Day

One day I was up on my loft bed trying to take a nap when I heard, "Muchacho!" I looked down and saw a ... cabbage? Now wait one darn second, I thought, cabbage isn't supposed to talk!

It only took a second, but that crazy thing jumped right onto my bed and rammed my stomach. I could NOT believe that talking cabbage was beating me up. I tried as hard as I could stop the malevolent cabbage, but it continued to beat me up.

I had no choice. I grabbed the top of it and threw it off the bed. What happened next was very weird. It exploded.

Suddenly, my room got dark. I looked outside and saw tens and thousands of cabbages. All of them were chanting, "Mu - cha - cho! Mu - cha - cho!"

It was horrible. People were tied up with tape around their mouths and bandannas covered their eyes. I wondered, "Am I the only survivor left?" A chill went down my spine. Then I heard a loud crashing noise and looked downstairs only to see cabbages pouring in the door.

"NO! NO! NOOOOOOO!" I screamed.

That was when I woke up, rolled over, and saw ... a cabbage next to me.