My mom made up a story that she tells us all the time.
Habia una vez un chango que se cayo pun!
That is the story she tells us when she wants us to go to sleep in a hurry and we ask for one more story.
The other night, when I wanted to go play and my mom wanted me to stay in bed and cuddle a little longer, she asked me to tell her a story. I stole her story and we both really really laughed.
Or she says.
Habia una vez un chango que se comio mucho platanos and then se hecho un pedo and he made a banana split!
My mom is very funny.
ha ha ha
