Please come to my tea party.
Or, fly in my plane.
Come to my shop. I have drinks, some food and plants all nicely displayed.
Inside the real shop with mum...I am well armed...with a smile.
I'll come for a ride...but, please don't start the engine.
The oldest girl was ten. I think she was telling me she was running a kindergarten. The little girl in red was in charge of the shop and cafe. I loved watching them play.