We are in the car. It is the afternoon, and she has not napped. Probably will not.
Alice: Want say something! Want say something!
Me: What would you like to say?
Alice: Want say something! Want say something!
We cannot understand why she doesn't just come out and say it. It is driving us, and her, crazy.
Finally...
Alice: Want Henry say something!
Henry, who ran out of patience with his screaming sister a while ago, is not impressed.
Erin: What would you like Henry to say?
Alice thinks a moment.
Alice: Want Henry say, "Hello, Alice."
Henry: (reluctantly) Hello, Alice.
She smiles. Her suddenly bashful shoulders scrunch up to her blushing cheeks.
Alice: Hi.
2 comments:
I love this. Brings back memories from young upstarts sitting around my dinner table or pressing against my legs while visiting neighbours, explorng their person-ness within the family.
Alice is.
Lovely.
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