Taking Turns

by carolynholm

Cher Madame,
The new game, she is very exciting.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
I’m glad you think so! You both seem to have a good time with it.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
It is like a flying bug.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Who knew that a piece of wire with a couple of cardboard chips on the end could generate so much excitement!
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
The Winston flies through the air at it.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Winston turns it into pure mayhem, doesn’t he? You are much more dignified.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
Évidement the Winston appreciates that he must sit back and let the Senior Cat have the first go at the flying insect.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin, 
You are both rather remarkable – you two understand what every pre-schooler has to learn. You take turns.
Love, Carolyn

Cher Madame,
Bien sûr. But the Senior Cat goes first. Toujours.
Regards, M. Le Poufin

Dear Puffin,
Of course. That’s obviously the Natural Order of things.
Love, Carolyn

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