Emma and I have had some good conversations today.
E (wearing a plastic, blow-up hook on her hand, that was once a kid's meal toy): Aaargh!
Me: Ahoy, matey!
E: No! You're not a pirate. I'm a pirate! You be scared. Aaaargh!
Me: Oh, no, a pirate! I better run away!
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E (toting plastic scissors from a doctor's kit): Can I cut your hair?
M: NOOOOO! We NEVER even pretend to cut hair. NO CUTTING HAIR. Not even with plastic scissors.
E: What can I cut?
M: Umm, paper?
E (thinking, then exclaims): I can cut coupons for Kroger!