Yesterday, I was in the kitchen preparing dinner. The girls were in the school room playing. They had just gone through the kitchen pulling each other on the chair that rolls, at high speed. Giggles everywhere! Once they got back to the school room, all that cuteness disappeared. This is what I heard, in angry voices.
dd#2: You can’t do that! I can’t be the prisoner and tie myself up!
dd#3: Fine! I get to be the prisoner next!
dd#1: OK! After that I get to be the prisoner.
I just hope they are not in training for their future occupation.