The kids were playing well together the other day while I was preparing lunch. Leaving them to their own little world as they played with the cats in their midst of some pretend play while at it, I overheard the following conversation:
Spud (in a deep voice imitating Silver Bullet): Don’t do that to the cat. It’s not a toy! Leave Fudge alone I already said that a hundred times!
Then, in a very even and earnest tone, Spud continued on: Squirt, it’s true! That’s how Papa says it. He’d say (imitating Silver Bullet again) “Fudge is not a toy! How many times do I have to tell you not to do that!”. (back to her own voice) Papa would get very angry, Squirt.
In the background, I heard Squirt giggling and laughing as he tried to copy his sister with how Silver Bullet’s would usually react whenever they get a little rough with the cats. Specifically with Fudge. At the same time, they both seem to be pretty serious in their pretend play and having some real adult conversation. Hmmm.
Oh! These kids. Sigh. The things they pick up. I thought her imitating Silver Bullet was hilarious!
As they both minded their own business and with my back turned towards them, I feigned ignorance of not hearing anything. It all fairness, it was endearingly funny – especially since Spud nearly nailed Silver Bullet’s typical reaction whenever he chides her for playing rough with Fudge.
It was hard not to laugh, but in this case, I muffled my laugh big time.