This was about the most active Tyler was today. He had a fever and spent most of the time lying around. Danielle made up for Tyler's inactivity.
Danielle rubbed her eye today, held her finger out to me, and rambled:
I picked something out of my eye.
It was pointy.
It pointed that way [pointed left].
No, it pointed that way [pointed right].
To a cave.
A 'pooky cave.
Where a bear lives.
At this point I interjected, "You got ALL that out of your eye?!" She looked confused for a split second, like she forgot how her story started. Then she laughed and said "Yeah!"
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