A conversation that could only happen in our house

 So, last night, the Marvelous Miss B was writing a play based on a picture she drew. She was working to assign everyone roles, who would play the bunny, who would play the squirrel, who would play the chickadee, even who would play the audience.

She couldn’t get Andrew to commit to the role of squirrel and was getting frustrated. At which point, I said:

“Why don’t you storyboard a few more scenes for your play?”

Miss, B, totally unfazed. “Okay.”

So she did. And in case you’re interested in getting your acting career off the ground, we’re still looking for a few good chickadees.

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