Role Play

I’ve momentarily lost track of where Charlie and Gigi are at…in the house…out of the house…near the busy street in front?  I find them out back, on the deck.

From the kitchen window (which rises high above the right side of the lengthy deck span), I yell down, “What are you guys doing?!”

Charlie yells back, “Role playing!”

“What?!” I holler. “What do you mean…role playing?”

He shouts up, “We pretend we’re doing real life…like grown-ups…only we make it better.”