And he didn't even see the bus coming!

I remember learning about play therapy in college. They use it to help figure out what is going on with kiddos who are too young to explain what they're feeling or what they've experienced (the kids will often act out the behavior with dolls, etc.). You have to go through years and years of training to interpret the children's behavior, of course, but sometimes I think even a lay person can figure it out. And I've decided that the dollhouse is Ellie's truth serum. Today while playing:

Ellie (as the daddy): Good morning!
Me (as the kiddo): Hi, Daddy! Can we have breakfast?
Ellie: Oh, sure.
Me: What are you going to make for us?
Ellie: Uhm, candy.
Me: Candy for breakfast?! No thank you! Can we have something else, please? [hey, I'm not going to look a teachable-moment-gift-horse in the mouth!]
Ellie: No, candy.
Me: But candy will make our tummies hurt. Can we have something else?
Ellie: It's okay, you can have candy -- Mommy is sleeping.

Hhm.