As we’re in the kitchen making lunch:
Megan: Dat spidewr in my dowwhouse?
Megan: He got afwaid.
Me: He got afraid? Of what?
Megan: Of da fundewr.
Me: So what happened?
Megan: He used his long legs and wun away!
Me, trying not to laugh at the visual: What did he do after that?
Megan, shrugging: He’s stiww dawre. He’s in anovewr woom.
Me: Well what does he do in there?
Megan: I dunno. He better not pway wiv my peepoo (people)!
Me: What would you do if he did play with your people? Punch him in the nose?
Megan, giving me a withering look: Mummy! He doesn’t HAVE a nose! He’s a spidewr!
Me, getting quieter: Okay, what do I know? I’m just a mom, I don’t know anything about these spiders that might play with dollhouse people but don’t have noses….