Miss Lucy did something provocative yesterday.
I spent the morning cleaning in the kitchen. Lucy was dying most of the day to see what I was doing up close.
When I wound things down, I carried her to the island and set her down. Readers know that I often take Lucy to the kitchen to work as my helper while I'm preparing food, washing dishes or emptying the dishwasher.
As soon as I set her down, she looked around a bit and faked a big yawn. "Oh, is Lucy tired?" Another big fake yawn. "Lucy is too tired to work?" Another big fake yawn.
Lucy just went to the kitchen as an observer yesterday. She was too tired to be a helper.