My daughter has taken to play acting “Oh come to my arms my beamish boy!” with her brother. Then she exclaims “Oh, frabjous day! Callou, callay!” Guess what one of her top requests for me to recite is?

I just walked into the other room and she’s babbling… then I realize what dialogue she’s trying to reconstruct .

“Who?”

“Me who”

“That’s what I want to know!”

“Yes, I have it with me…”

I’m cracking up to internally, but trying not to distract her…

Her favorite bedtime read though focuses on a girl who dies (because her parent’s won’t buy her a pony she wants.) She’s picking up the part of the little girl pretty quickly. Expect us on tour soon!