11-52: the ceramic birds

Eva: Dave! I found some birds!

Dave: Good job. Looks like you have them under control.

Eva: Yup. Total control. But why aren't they moving?

Dave: They must be petrified of the bird dog in house.

Eva: Then why don't they smell like birds?

Dave: I don't have a clever answer for that.

Eva: I'm starting to think they aren't real.

Dave: Yup. Not real. Little ceramic guys that we bought for decorations.

Eva: Did you buy them for me for my birthday? Because I did ask you to buy me some birds for my birthday.

Dave: Nope. Not for your birthday. We bought them for decorations at the cabin.

Eva: By the way ... just because they're not real doesn't mean that I'm not going to spend a lot of time staring at them.

Dave: Ok. I kind of figured that.

Eva: And, just because you got away with buying me fake birds for my birthday this year doesn't mean that I won't expect real birds for my birthday next year.

 

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The ceramic birds truly are for at the cabin, and not for her third birthday that was just last week. But, she really does quite like them.

Done