Harrell: What was it like flying on the airplane?

Beatrice: Does the airplane flap its wings to fly?

H: What do you think?

B: No, I didn’t see it flap its wings. Can we send an email to Grandpa?

H: But you know that Grandpa died in January, so I don’t think an email could reach him.

B: Can we give him a call?

H: I don’t think that will work either. What would you write to him in an email if we were to try to send him one?

B: I would ask him if he has a cat, meow, meow.

H: Interesting. He didn’t have any cats when he was alive, but I guess you never know. He did like animals.

B: Let’s dance with the dogs.

H: The dogs never seem to want to dance with us.

B: Yes, they do. Huuleesh dances with her ears, Hazel dances with her eyes.

H: What was your favorite part of the trip to California? Going to the beach?

B: What does the ocean’s butt look like?

H: I’ve never thought about that. What do you think it looks like?

B: The ocean’s butt is blue and is down below. Its face is on top and splashes come out.

H: (Pointing to a painting that Bea was working on) What color is that?

B: Green. I made it by mixing blue and the color of the sun.

H: Wow, I didn’t know you knew how to mix colors. What do you get when you mix red and yellow?

B: No more answers.

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