dictation

H started dictating what G was saying yesterday afternoon. She was apparently frustrated at first, then caught on to what he was doing, then got aggravated again. Too funny:
Grace Collins Cope is a wonderful girl. Her papa loves her very, very, very much.
Grace is my friend. Like, um, like the Grace that gave me the purple dress. Um, Papa, I, um, I meant, like something else, but not that sentence I said. Don’t write the words I said. PLEASE! Please don’t write the sentence I said. Pleeeeaaaasse. I want you to stop. Now! PlEASE! Please stop. NOW! PAPA! Hmmph. Uggh. Now please stop. PLEASE! Now. Please. Please stop. Please – uuuugh. I’m confused about this. (sigh) Now please stop again. You gotta learn how to do this. How bout you can copy all the things that I say. Say what? You gotta do this. Huh. uuuuuugh. Why are you just doing this? Heh. Now why are you writing? Writing that? Hayne, why do you think I’m just a girl? Do you think of it? Hmm. Now. Now please stop. Papa! What’s going on with you? Now. Tell me. Please. Why are you doing this so wisely. What do you think I’m doing on this computer. This is awful of you. I hope you’re going wrong. Wrong. Now. What. You. Say. Why are you making this … why are you. Making. This. Are. You. Now Stop. PLEASE! Hmmph. This. Out. You. Go. Please stop. Now. Little kid. Hmmph.um. What do you think I’m laying on. I’m laying on you. That’s all I’m thinking about. Are you … Papa, can you go to a new one. You can write the words you want. THE END.


Once there was a little girl. She was a princess. She was beautiful.


Once there was a little girl.  She was a princess. She had a prince cousin mrmad the End g