Write a four line poem about: playing pretend.
With my birthday coming up on Wednesday, tonight was the closest night that it worked for me and Kat to go out for dinner to celebrate it. Max wanted to know why he and Miles were going to go to Grandma and Papa's house for dinner.
"Because Mommy and Dada are going out for dinner."
"For my birthday."
"Is today your birthday?"
"No, it's on Wednesday."
"Is today your pretend birthday?"
It was the only way out.
Also: dinner was good. But took too long - Miles was a bit of a mess by the time we returned to pick the boys up. At least he went to bed quickly once we got home.
All is as it seems,
Or so they say.
Now shut off your brains
And watch the play...