So Lily spent part of the morning pretending to be a sausage. I had to rescue her from being cooked and bundle her safely to the 'fridge' (my bed). I, apparently, was a piece of chicken, and Theo a particularly ferocious corn.
I actually got to tell a customer about it. His daughter was telling him he was a big fat pina colada, and he was wondering how that was going to work out.
Hee hee. There's a lot I don't like about four, but the imagination is definitely one of my favorite parts. The other day the cows from K's farm all went driving off in the carriage from her castle to go to Burger King. I never managed to find out if they were planning some cannibalism or if they would just go for the chicken fingers.
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