Chapter 2
A few weeks later.
"Jamie?" Ina said.
The two children were playing house. Ina was cooking dinner and Jamie was at the dinning table, drawing, but they liked to call it 'working.'
"Hmmm?" Jamie answered, looking up from his paper where he had just drawn a stick-figured copy of themselves.
"You're my husband, right?" Ina asked.
"Yap." Jamie answered, putting a hand on his chin. "Is this about money?" He playfully asked, grinning at Ina.
Ina giggled and said, "No, silly!"
"Then what?"
"Well," Ina hesitated, "Can you be the wife, instead?"
"What?" Jamie asked, "How can that be?! I'm the boy and you're the girl! So that means I'm the husband and you're the wife!"
"I know." Ina answered, "But.."
"Why do you want to be the husband, anyway?"
"Because my daddy say's I'm too girlish!"
"Hahaha!" Jamie laughed, "Of course, you're too girlish! You're a girl, remember?"
Ina was almost teary eyed. Jamie was teasing her. "But my daddy wants me to become tough! Like a boy!!!!" She defended herself, putting her hands against her chest to indicate her frustration.
"Hmmm." Jamie said, looking sorry, now that he noticed that Ina was becoming angry. "So now you want to become the husband?"
Ina put her hands together, as if in a praying manner and batted her eyes out, "Pretty please! Jamie!!!"
Jamie chuckled and said, "If you're going to be the husband, you can't be all 'pretty please!!'" and tried to imitate what Ina had done.
Ina, too, laughed for a moment. Then her face became serious. "I'm going to be the husband or I'll box you!" She said as she put her hands in front of her like a boxer would have done.
Jamie laughed harder and kissed Ina on the cheek. "You make a good husband!"
Ina cheered and kissed Jamie back on the cheek, "You'll make a good wife, too!!!"
The two continued playing house, this time, though, Jamie was the wife and Ina, the husband.
A few weeks later.
"Jamie?" Ina said.
The two children were playing house. Ina was cooking dinner and Jamie was at the dinning table, drawing, but they liked to call it 'working.'
"Hmmm?" Jamie answered, looking up from his paper where he had just drawn a stick-figured copy of themselves.
"You're my husband, right?" Ina asked.
"Yap." Jamie answered, putting a hand on his chin. "Is this about money?" He playfully asked, grinning at Ina.
Ina giggled and said, "No, silly!"
"Then what?"
"Well," Ina hesitated, "Can you be the wife, instead?"
"What?" Jamie asked, "How can that be?! I'm the boy and you're the girl! So that means I'm the husband and you're the wife!"
"I know." Ina answered, "But.."
"Why do you want to be the husband, anyway?"
"Because my daddy say's I'm too girlish!"
"Hahaha!" Jamie laughed, "Of course, you're too girlish! You're a girl, remember?"
Ina was almost teary eyed. Jamie was teasing her. "But my daddy wants me to become tough! Like a boy!!!!" She defended herself, putting her hands against her chest to indicate her frustration.
"Hmmm." Jamie said, looking sorry, now that he noticed that Ina was becoming angry. "So now you want to become the husband?"
Ina put her hands together, as if in a praying manner and batted her eyes out, "Pretty please! Jamie!!!"
Jamie chuckled and said, "If you're going to be the husband, you can't be all 'pretty please!!'" and tried to imitate what Ina had done.
Ina, too, laughed for a moment. Then her face became serious. "I'm going to be the husband or I'll box you!" She said as she put her hands in front of her like a boxer would have done.
Jamie laughed harder and kissed Ina on the cheek. "You make a good husband!"
Ina cheered and kissed Jamie back on the cheek, "You'll make a good wife, too!!!"
The two continued playing house, this time, though, Jamie was the wife and Ina, the husband.