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Lily was ignoring Emmy or, rather, she was pretending to ignore Emmy. She was sitting on the couch in the rec room, reading a book and Emmy was standing in front of her, chubby hands on her knees, bouncing up and down on her little sockfeet.
"Mommy?"
Lily raised an eyebrow and turned a page.
"Mommy?"
Emmy was gradually getting louder, squealing and giggling, catching on that it was a game. She hit her mother's knees with chubby fists as Lily turned another page. Things were just starting to reach a crescendo when Lily peered at Emmy over her book.
"What do you want?"
Emmy laughed and rested her little head on Lily's knee for a second.
"Do you want to play ball?"
Lily reached behind her and drew out a tennis ball from behind her back.
"Ball!" said Emmy and reached for the ball in her mother's hands.
(ooc: come play ball with them. You know you want to).
"Mommy?"
Lily raised an eyebrow and turned a page.
"Mommy?"
Emmy was gradually getting louder, squealing and giggling, catching on that it was a game. She hit her mother's knees with chubby fists as Lily turned another page. Things were just starting to reach a crescendo when Lily peered at Emmy over her book.
"What do you want?"
Emmy laughed and rested her little head on Lily's knee for a second.
"Do you want to play ball?"
Lily reached behind her and drew out a tennis ball from behind her back.
"Ball!" said Emmy and reached for the ball in her mother's hands.
(ooc: come play ball with them. You know you want to).