Okay, Pod Children, What Have You Done with My Kids?
Seen and overheard at lunchtime:
Allie, either accidentally or totally on purpose, picks up a toy Sean had brought to the table.
"Allie! That's mine!"
"Oh. Sorry, Sean. Here you go. I didn't mean to take it."
"That's okay, it was an accident, Al.*"
"You're welcome, Sean!"
The pod children managed to slip away not too long after that, leaving bickering shells in their stead, but for a moment there I was pretty impressed.
*Sean is the only person who calls Allie "Al"; I love that he came up with this unique nickname for her.
Seen and overheard at lunchtime:
Allie, either accidentally or totally on purpose, picks up a toy Sean had brought to the table.
"Allie! That's mine!"
"Oh. Sorry, Sean. Here you go. I didn't mean to take it."
"That's okay, it was an accident, Al.*"
"You're welcome, Sean!"
The pod children managed to slip away not too long after that, leaving bickering shells in their stead, but for a moment there I was pretty impressed.
*Sean is the only person who calls Allie "Al"; I love that he came up with this unique nickname for her.