“We’re gonna starrify!” Victoria exclaimed, throwing her young, thin arms into the air.
“Starrify, what’s that?” Jenna, her babysitter, asked with the enthused confusion that one often assumes when dealing with the antics of young children.
“It’s when you put stars on things, duh!” the small girl replied in exasperation, once again amazed that an adult would be so ignorant of such a simple thing.
“What are we going to starrify?”
“My school notebook, Ms. Medved said we have to decorate them over the weekend. We need to go to the store and get some stickers.”
“Get your coat then.”