I wonder when we can start piano lessons for Ellie. Today she rolled herself over to the edge of the blanket, and found a very small piano.
So, of course, she started to play.
I said to Margaret in a very excited voice, “Look, Margaret, Ellie is playing the piano.” Margaret responded – in the same excited voice – “Yeah! Can you stop her?”
So Ellie can now get into Margaret’s stuff. Oh dear.