Rachel tells Mommy a story

"I'll tell YOU a story," Rachel said as we were cuddled in bed tonight, after I sang her some songs.

"Once there was a big, old house at the top of a hill. And the people who lived in it were very old and they had a lot of children. But the children were ghosts. And there were so many children that the parents were worried they would tease them, so they went away. All except one of the children. One night she woke up and said, 'Mommy?' and no one answered. 'Daddy?' and no one answered. 'Anybody?' and no one answered. And the next day she said, 'Sally'? 'Russ'? Those were the parents' names. And nobody answered."

There was more, but this is all I remembered after I kissed her tonight, she put her little arms around my neck and reached up to kiss me. She is one imaginative storyteller. I guess our plans for her being a biochemist/lawyer will have to wait.