D1 (sitting on a stepladder like Lucy in her psychiatrist's booth): OK, sir, what problem can I help you with?
D2 (sitting on a bucket facing her, I swear just like Charlie Brown and they have never read Peanuts): Well, my sisters are out of dresses.
D1: Hmm . . . I am not out of dresses, so can I be your sister?
D1: Yes.
D2: OK, I will pack up my dresses and come with you.
2 comments:
I love it when they pretend.
I love it when you share!
Carrie said it! Thanks QOC!
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