Ruthie wasn’t feeling well one evening. So we played it safe and stayed away from other kids the next day. This was fine until she heard her next door neighbor outside and scrambled up on the couch to watch her.
It was then that she realized she was being imprisoned.
But then a prince(ess) came to rescue her!
Blanche! However Ruthie can’t say L’s and says Biiiiiiiiiiitch. Literally. It’s especially awesome during quiet moments in church when she suddenly thinks of her friend and decides to yell out her name.
Happy Days are here again! 
Here’s what the giggling conversation sounded like:
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Dakota had problems with the word ‘sit’. I’ll leave it to you as to what he turned it into. 🙂
Ha! That particular word is the reverse for me. I actually think she is saying the cuss word and I have to lie to people and say she’s saying ‘sit’. I apparently haven’t figured out that she understands when I mutter too. Sigh.