LJK: We need to buy Grammy an animal carrier for her birthday.
Me: But, she already has some for the cats.
LJK: No, it has to be a tiny, little animal carrier so she can put a black widow in it.
M: A BLACK WIDOW!? Grammy hates black widows!
LJK: No, a toy black widow. The carrier has a clear window so she can see it inside, and she will say, "Hello Blacky Widow! I like you little red belly!"
M: But, Grammy doesn't like black widows. They're nasty and she's scared of them.
LJK: No, she isn't! She thinks they're funny! She would take the black widow around scaring OTHER people. It will be a secret inside of a present box, and the people won't know what it is, and then she'll stick it in their face and go, "AHHHHHH! LOOK AT MY BLACK WIDOWWWWWWWWWW!"
