A question I’ve been dying to ask you: Would you rather all your stuffies come to life, or have your house turn into a chicken?
Ooo that’s a hard one.
My house turn into a chicken.
Because the stuffies would be bossy.
Maybe. They would wanna play with you all the time.
Oh, right. Okay, but the chicken wouldn’t need your help?
No, it would just be a chicken.
Would it be a huge chicken, the size of your house?
No that question… your house turn into a real chicken.
Oh I see, just a regular chicken. But where would we live if you turned our house into a chicken?
Anywhere, cause — we — just everything in our house would disappear and there would be a chicken and its place and you could turn your house into a chicken and not into a chicken. And you could paint your house to look like a chicken!
Why? Why would we do that?
And then it actually turns into a chicken.