As I enter the room with my cup of hot tea, she drops the ball of string she's been unrolling and runs away. Curiosity doesn't bother me, but hiding from Momma does, so I call her back.
Me: You don't need to run away.
C: Oh, but I unrolled your ball.
Me: Please don't unroll my string. Why did you do that?
C: I want to use it. It is my yarn!
Me: Next time, just ask. Would you like me to cut off a nice long piece for you?
C: Sure! I'll get the scissors. They're in J's room! I'll be right back!
Note to self: Time to hide the scissors.
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