Seeing what was happening, Megan pushed me away from the playground. While looking at what was happening, Angela asked, "Pool?"
"Broken," Emily said. As Angela looked at us, Megan said, "Pomp broke."
"Oh" Angela wanted probably added fuck or something like that, but we looked at her. Seeing her look, she nodded, and while looking at her, she moved back to playing. While looking at them, I could smile, and while moving slowly up, Megan said, "Oh, I will cook supper today. So do not think about going to the kitchen."
"Mama cooking," Emily said while clapping. Hearing her, I looked at Emily, and I could see that the boys were clapping too. Looking at them, I said, "So Daddy's cooking is bad."
