Jane: Chop down!
Me: Something was chopped down? What?
Jane: Boosh!
Me: The bushes at the front of our house?
Jane: Yah!
Me: Which ones?
Jane: (frowning, wriggling her fingers) Picky.
Me: The picky ones that we all hated?
Jane: Yap.
Me: Who cut them down?
Jane: Wayne!
Me: Our neighbour, Wayne?
Jane: Mmm hmm. Men!
Me: And some men helped him?
Jane: Two.
Me: Two men?
Jane: Mmm hmm. Truck.
Me: They came in a truck?
Jane: Blue!
Me: A blue truck?
Jane: Yas. (pause, thinking) Loud!
Me: Was it loud? They must have had a noisy saw.
Jane: Yas. Chop down.
2 comments:
Wait. Men chopped down part of your yard? And only Jane has expressed concern/glee? Dude, it's hard to know what to say...
At least they didn't spray said prickly bushes with toxic poison...or did they? did Jane mention anything about that?
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