Elizabeth is currently obsessed with having me tell her stories. She can be quite demanding, which makes me quite cranky. Tonight, she started asking for stories way before storytime. I firmly said no. So she feigned sleepiness, and suggested that because she needed an early bedtime, that would push storytime to right now. I identified her ruse and said I wasn't falling for it.
A short while later, Elizabeth suggested we have a talent contest.
"Great idea!" I said, thinking: Good job, Elizabeth; what a creative form of play.
"I'll draw," said Elizabeth. "Because I'm good at that. And you can tell stories, Dad, because that's your talent."