Our esteemed host, Finley, hopped in today. Here’s what he had to say:
Me: Hi Finley! Why are you so upset?
Finley: I had a fight with my brother.
Me: Can you tell us about it?
Finley: About what?
Me: The fight with your brother.
Finley: Which brother?
Me: You have more than one brother?
Finley: Yes, I have 21.
Me: Wow! Any sisters?
Finley: 59, but I don’t count them.
Me: Why not?
Finley: Because I can’t count that high.
Me: That’s a lot of siblings. Are you a handful?
Finley: That depends.
Me: On what?
Finley: On the size of the hand.
Me: Okay, tell us about the fight you just had with your brother. What’s his name?
Me: What did you and Flip fight about?
Finley: He’s trying to steal my friend Chelsey away from me.
Me: Chelsey’s your best friend. Why would Flip try to steal her away from you?
Finley: Because he’s jealous.
Me: Why is he jealous?
Finley: Because he doesn’t have any friends.
Me: Why not?
Finley: Because he’s always flip-ping out.
Me: Okay, are you telling us a story?
Finley: Because I love, love, love to tell stories!
Me: It’s okay to tell stories, but maybe you should write them down instead of pretending they’re true. We really thought you were upset and we were worried about you.
Finley: I’m sorry. I’ll go home right now and write my story down. And maybe the next time I visit, I’ll have a finished story to read to everyone.
Me: That would be great! We can’t wait to hear it.
Finley: So long!