Overheard

(In the car, on the way to ballet, David was reluctantly playing one of Ruth’s favorite imaginary games.)

Ruth: Ok. Do you want to be magic or non-magic?

David: Uh, magic. (Said with a note of duh in his voice)

Ruth: Ok you have to be a girl. Only girls are magic.

David: Whatever.

Ruth: Ok, are you magic or not magic?

David: Hmmm….magic. (Said with a gleam in his eye)

Ruth: Ok. Then you are a girl.

David: Ok.

Ruth: Ok, now do you want…

David: Poof. Now I’m a boy.

Ruth: You can’t do that.

David: Sure, I can. I’m magic.

Ruth: NO! You aren’t playing right.

Pause

Ruth: Ok. Are you magic or not magic?

David: Magic.

And repeat.

Luckily ballet is only about 5 minutes from our house.

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