
D: Go out of the kitchen, mum – I’m going to decorate your birthday cake all on my own – you’re NOT ALLOWED to see!
Me: OK.
…
[Quite a while later]
D: This is not good, mum – you’re not going to like it; I tipped the silver balls into the pot with the gold balls in it. Then I tipped them all into the empty pot, then back into the other pot, then back, then back, then back. Then some of the balls fell out – not all of them – and they went onto the floor and now I can’t find them.
Me: Have you decorated the cake yet?
D: No.
…
[Quite a while later]
D: There. That’s a piece of white string, with a chocolate chip balloon on top [left of centre], that’s a silver balloon with some gold string [centre, top], and they’re gold and silver presents [bottom].