You know you're married to an author when...

...one of the after-dinner family games in our rotation is a game called "Storytelling." The goal of this game is to go around the circle and tell a communal story. Each time it's your turn, you pull a piece of paper out of the hat, then whatever is written on it becomes the thing you need to work into the story when it's your turn.

Which brings me to tonight's story, the one where ol' George the confused rabbit was up in the hot air balloon. And just before the part where the clown springs up surprising him, and a few steps before the pirate poked a hole in the balloon sending it earthward into the apple tree, there was Josh's part. Here's my paraphrase:

"And then, this bird, this bird comes flying by and it, it...poops onto the balloon. It poops, onto the balloon, and then, the poop, the poop, it becomes.......................chocolate ice cream."

Yep, his word was chocolate ice cream.

So look for Amy's book Baffled George and the Chocolate Poopy Cream coming soon to a store near you...