Oh, the stories Jojo tells.

Every day I get one report from Jeanie how Jojo was at daycare: "Jojo played with Ashley all day long - they were inseparable. They even took a late nap because they wouldn't stop playing."

Jojo's version: "Ashley wouldn't play with me because she was playing with her friend, so I went and sat against the wall" and "I played by myself when Ashley went home." "I couldn't play with two girls at the same time yesterday."

Today, Ashley wouldn't "come back to the party." I asked, "was there a party today at Jeanie's house?" "Yes, but God didn't give us any presents." "Oh. What presents did you want?" "oh, a little calculator, a sweater I can wear when I'm a big girl, a toy phone." (Those were the things Jojo had brought to Jeanie's the day before.)

Jeanie and I just laugh as I tell her the "report" that Jojo gives in the car.