siena dictates for cat named pig

Driving home from preschool:

Siena: Daddy, I have a very sad tale to tell you.
Matt: What’s that, hon?
Siena: We tried running really fast, but the bumblebee stung Elliot in the chin…in the chest.
Matt: Ooooh…did he cry?
Siena: Yeah. I tried to warn him to watch for the bumblebee…it was a grumpy one.
Matt: Sounds like it. Where were you?
Siena: Well, I ran to the door, and I tried to warn Elliot to run to inside, too, but the grumpy bumblebee was too fast and got to him. I wish we had a bee keeper on our block that was able to get the bees in spring, in the middle of spring and at the beginning of spring
Matt: Well, mama didn’t call me at work, so he’s probably fine.
Siena:(as we pull up to the house, ignoring my speech about pollination and the good bees do, too) I think I’ll wait here until you unlock the door, in case that grumpy bee is still around.
Matt: Good idea. I’ll sacrifice myself.