Lillian is playing this evening. 'Bye Mom, I'm going to a meeting!' (Her dad leaves for meetings regularly).
'Bye, Lillian'
She returns, says this a few more times, than adds a variation.
'Bye, Mom, I'm going to a board meeting'
Where she got that, I don't know.
Then Molly gets into the act.
They go to the 'meeting' (location: our stairwell), and Molly says 'We just sat around for ten minutes, and nothing happened, it was really boring'
I say to Wesley, 'Ah, a board meeting is a meeting you go to and it is boring'.
Also, earlier in the week, I was deep cleaning Roland and Lillian's bedroom. Lillian was 'helping' me, and Wesley and Jack came to visit on the way to a morning nap. Lillian had managed to lock us all in without us noticing it. After a few fraught minutes, Wesley managed to unlock the door with a coat hanger, otherwise he would have had to jump for it! (Or wait the 7 hours until Roland and Molly returned from school).

Ha! "Board meeting." Don't you love how telling children's play can be? (And I'm glad you didn't have to wait seven hours to be rescued from the room!)
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