Background conversation on the way home from school:
Sabrina: Is we home yet?
Me: Does it look like we're home? (We were about halfway between school and home.)
Sabrina: Yes. (With her adorable grin.)
Me: We live under that bridge?
And then the real conversation that I wanted to blog about:
Sabrina: We could live in a tree house!
Me: What would we do if it was really windy?
Sabrina: We could close the windows!
(She continued to describe our new house, with three bedrooms, but our beds will go in the living room and the dining room table will go in my bedroom. All of my stuff and her stuff will go in her bedroom.)
She's got great problem solving skills, that Sabrina!
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