Don't believe a word she says...

Ok, do you remember me telling you about "Joseph"? He is Justine's "baby brother" that I always end up carrying everywhere we go. He is eerily life like looking and it freaks people out all the time when I sling him into the floorboard of the car or drop him on the sidewalk. Joseph's eyes are permanently closed in kind of a slant. Justine always says he's from China. Not politically correct or the non stereotypical world view we usually seek around here at Ellerbeeville, but come on, she's five!
Today when I picked the kids up at school, Justine's teacher came running up to me and said, "I didn't know you were adopting again..." I stopped in my tracks and incredulously asked, "WHAT?" Apparently Justine announced to her entire kindergarten class that I had just gotten back from China with her new baby brother and that he was absolutely adorable. Her teacher said she even described him and had anectdotes about him already! Should I be scared?
Nah...
Justine's "imagination" is nothing new to us. On her first day of daycare at age 3, she told the teacher that her daddy broke her heart... and her arm. We were almost hot lined that time. (BTW - her arm has never been broken) Then there was last year that her teacher came out to the pick up line and asked if my husband was alright... "yes, why? What did she tell you?" Evidently Miss Justine had told her preschool teacher that Jeff's back went out and he was sleeping on the kitchen table and we had to eat around him.
I guess I should warn her teachers that most of what she says is probably fabricated... but oh so entertaining!