Scene: A picnic table at Kimball Farm. It is Nate’s sixth birthday. Nate is eating a giant dish of chocolate ice cream. Sandy is eating a giant dish of lemon sherbet. Dad has gone in search of a dessert that does not contain lactose.
Dad enters, carrying a giant chocolate chip cookie.
Nate: Can I try some?
Dad: No way. This is my dessert.
Nate looks disconsolate.
Dad: That is your dessert. This is my dessert.
Dad winks at Sandy.
Dad: “This is my rifle, this is my gun…”
Nate: This is my Slinky.