*pictures young Elizabeth playing charades with poor, clueless young Will*
Will: Um ... two syllables ... eating ... eating something. All right - pie?
Elizabeth: *nodding vigorously*
Will: What kind?
Elizabeth: *shaking head vigorously, making next gesture*
Will: Oh - hmm. What? Walking? You're walking ... an animal? A dog? A cat? You're making a face - whiskers? A bunny rabbit? Squirrel? Are you making fun of me? You know I don't like squirrels!
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Date: 2007-06-25 11:34 am (UTC)Will: Um ... two syllables ... eating ... eating something. All right - pie?
Elizabeth: *nodding vigorously*
Will: What kind?
Elizabeth: *shaking head vigorously, making next gesture*
Will: Oh - hmm. What? Walking? You're walking ... an animal? A dog? A cat? You're making a face - whiskers? A bunny rabbit? Squirrel? Are you making fun of me? You know I don't like squirrels!
Elizabeth: *facepalm*