Emma in the bath, with the water draining out.
Emma: Where the water go, Mumma?
Mumma: It goes down the drain.
Emma: Oh. Water...down the drain. The blocks go down the drain, Mumma? (demonstrating with plastic blocks)
Mumma: No, the blocks won't go down the drain because they're too big.
Emma: Oh. (processes this) Blocks no go down the drain. This go down drain, Mumma? (trying to shove a large plastic ring down the drain)
Mumma: No. The ring won't go down the drain either. It's too big, as well. Only the water goes down the drain.
Emma: (discards the ring. Eyes light up with a terrific new idea) Emma go down the drain, Mumma?!!
Mumma: No. You're too big to down the drain, too. You wouldn't fit.
Emma: I wanna go down drain! Humph. (sits and looks disgruntled at the unaccomodating drain, then stands up) Out, please! No more bath!
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