Baby sister: Aimlessly walking around the backyard singing Mary Had a Little Lamb to herself.

Brother: “Hey! Let’s play that!”

Big sister: “Play what?”

Brother: “You know, Marrrry had a wittle wamb.”

Big sister: “Huh?”

Brother: “Ok. You be Mary. I’ll be the sheep. Okay?”

Big sister: “Oh Mary had a Little Lamb? Okay! Come here! Come here little lamb.” she calls to him in a tender voice.

Brother: “bahhh bahhh.” He follows his big sister around the yard acting like a lamb.

Big sister: “Ok! Now come over here! Get on the bike!”

Brother: “NO! NO! NO! That’s not how it goes.” He waves his arms back and forth signaling her to stop for a minute. “Wait … Listen … You know how Mary has a soft wittle wamb?” he shakes his head, yes, in her directions to encourage agreement. “Then she takes it to school? I’m supposed to go to school.”

Big sister: “Oh! Okay. Come on! Let’s go to school.”

Brother: “Yeah! That’s right. I follow you to school and then the teacher get’s rid of the wittle wamb.”

Big sister: “Ok! Get in here you little guy.” She nudges him into the cave part of the backyard climbing wall.

Brother: “Bahhh Bahhh.” He crawls in willingly on all fours acting like a lamb.

Big sister: “That’s right. Stay in there you little guy.”

Brother: “I’m escaping through the window!” he says as he climbs out the side.

Big sister: “Oh no! You don’t escape?!” she sighs and flings her hands up in frustration.

Brother: “RRRROOOOOAAAAARRRRRR!!!” Stomp Stomp Stomp “I’m a BIG … HUGE … T-REX!!!” His arms scrunch up like a T-Rex and he begins exaggerated stomping around the yard. “ROOOOAAAARRRRR!” he yells.

Big sister: “Okay … Well, now who’s doing it wrong?” She rolls her eyes and walks away.

ROAR!!