Ron smiled and said, “I know what you mean. There were a couple of times that I wondered whether she had written that story she promised to create for us and I was dreaming about the plot. There are times lately that I’ve found myself saying things that sounded more like the way she writes than things I would normally say. I must be reading too many of her stories lately. Every time I turn around, she’s got another one. I Don’t know how she does it.”
Ron considered for a moment and said, “I wonder what Bob would say if we told him that we had a magic lamp that could turn him into a baby anytime he wanted.”
“You tell him and you’ll have to help babysit him!”, Deedee teased. Deedee grinned, then her eyes got a faraway look as she mused, “You might really have your hands full then. I intend to use the lamp myself. You might find yourself babysitting a house full of toddlers.”