that’s what The Boy was doing this morning.
There were two kids, and the daddy (who is real short, and he’s out shopping for food, ok?) and his two big kids (they are really babies, but they just look big) and a babysitter.
Why a babysitter? (I asked my child, who has had a ‘sitter’ a grand total of 4 times in his 5 years, all of which were my best friend and she was never referred to as the babysitter!)
Because they have no mommy. This is sad.
Then, from the other room, he brought in a triceratops. Now! I made a mommy, she’s married to the daddy, go home sitter. Now they are a family!
Ah, life with a 5 year old with a limitless imagination. Only there can you have a family of 2 stuffed bears, a frog, and a triceratops.