SCENE: The Ladybug has taken the day off from school, recovering from influenza. I have just returned home after dropping the Butterfly off at gymnastics.
Me: Hi honey. How’s the Ladybug doing?
Queen B: She’s fine. She’s trying to get her math homework done, but she needs to know her group’s number to get it done.
Me: Bummer.
Queen B: That’s okay. She’s FaceTime-ing a friend to find out.
[ At this moment, the Ladybug enters the room. She’s carrying several rolls of toilet paper, evidently restocking her bathroom. ]
Queen B: So did you find out what number it was?
Ladybug: Yeah. It was 16.
Me: [ Staring at all the toilet paper she’s carrying. ] I would have guessed it was Number 2.
[ Pause ]
Ladybug: Ewwwww, gross.
