Oh hey, Mom.
It's me, Brynn.
Sometimes I think you're under the impression I do nothing but play all day. The truth is: I'm always thinkin'. Creative, out-of-the-box thinkin'. Sometimes, Dames is even in on it. I'll explain.
This morning I sat at the (what I thought was a) one-seater piano...
...But then Dames was all, "Is THIS seat open??" (Look at my face, dude. That's an, "uhhhh, no."
So then, Dames thought he could offer a few instructional tips about how we could work together to build a tower...
...But me (always thinkin') said, "Hey! What if we throw blocks instead??"
(Cry Baby didn't appreciate that bit of creative thinking. Oopsie.)
So, you know Neenee with her whole redirection game... She announced she was going to cut up strawberries and fill a big bowl. First of all, Dames told me: It's pronounced jawberries. Nice try, Neenee.
Also, continuing our out-of-the-box thinking, me and Dames decided we'd eat more jawberries than she could ever get in that stinkin' bowl. HA!
Then, when we went upstairs to get ready, Dames and I normally get right to jumping on Neenee's bed. But todaaaaaay, tada! We thought we should just get in it!
Aren't we creative, Mom?
Oh, so then Neenee plunked us right out of the bed. Dames and I went to work in the kitchen, without hardly missing a beat.
And then, like a creativity lightning strike, it hit me: Why have I never gotten IN the play food bin??
The last stroke of genius came during a diaper change. Like, if I was a normal, dull kid, I'd prolly just keep my legs down and let my caretaker clean up my whole diaper region. But! Being a creative genius, I thought I could help pass the time by tasting my toes.
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