Hello Ms. Ballerina.
Well Hello Yourself, Mr Rubik's Cube!
Kid A and YaYa seriously played like this for an hour. I love it when they play like this, especially when I get to overhear what they're saying.
(Rubik: "Do you want to watch Cars?"
Flexible Ballerina Girl: "No, not really. There aren't any girls in Cars.")
And it's better than someone "accidentally" getting kicked in the face every two minutes. Wrestling. Ugh. I mean, I guess it's okay. And my hearing went years ago from the shrieking, so that's okay too.
(Things I am loving these days!)