Dream Big, Little Lady

Sometimes amid the constant chatter, you see into Allison Clare's mind, and what is there is . . . odd:

"When I am a man, I will mow the grass."

"When I was a neighbor, I lived in that house. You could live there too. You'd be a good neighbor."

"I wish I was a baby. And I would fall down the steps! And you would pick me up! And say, 'Oooooh!'"