I wish you could be in my house right now. Detective Bethany and Detective Daniel are hard at work on their first official case. There's whispering, secret meetings in the hallway near the pantry. Case: To find the source of the clattering of pans we heard while homeschooling this afternoon.
So, how does one become a detective in the Great Detective Agency? Well, you have to have a case first. Then, you have to have a sister who is very very curious, or someone who is curious, and that someone may be YOU! Do you have a notebook? You know, a place where you record your classified, whispered information? You have to have one. And, if you do not, then perhaps that other curious someone will make one for you. What a lucky fella that Detective Daniel is!
Make sure you write the name of your agency at the top of your paper. And here's how that conversation went: "Bethany, how do you spell detective?" They talk, he writes. Detective D did his dead level best, and at that Bethany says in her nicest tone (that is almost all of them, by the way), "No offense, but your handwriting is not very neat!" Daniel aptly replies, "No matter how you say it, that can be offensive!" So, it is agreed that Detective B will record the title in Caps, I might add, at the top of the page.
So there's a rustling of denim on the tile floor, "And how do you spell cabinet?", quiet in the house, the sound of pencils listing things on paper, notebooks scooting, and the investigation continues. Will they find the source of that noise, "How do you spell fridge?" (at this point I can't help correcting that one word!).
May I please stop the hand of time here and now? I am loving this moment.