Munch: “Mamma, listen to me.”

Toni: “Munch, I need a second.  I am on my computer.  I need to write my blog.”

Munch: “No Mamma! No computer.”

Toni: “Munch, I have to write my blog.”

Munch: “I wanna help you.”

Toni: “Okay, what should I write about?”

Munch: “A heart.”

Toni: “A heart?”

Munch: “A spider-heart”

Toni: “Okay…what happened to the spider-heart Munch?”

Munch: “It went away.”

Toni: “Why?

Munch: “It just flied away.”

Toni: “Where did the spider-heart go?”

Munch: “In the sky.”

Toni: “Why did the spider-heart leave?”

Munch: “They make so itchy for me, right here on my knee, and then I jumped off! But I held on to this. Help! Now you hear my story! I want some popcorn! You do it. I don’t know about it.”

Toni: “Okay, that seemed more like a stream of consciousness. So that is why the spider-heart left? Really? That is your story?”

Munch: “No, my story is… once upon a time I made poops.”