Last night we played a family game of charades. Holland went first. She was a baby. Easy guess. Then Greggory. As he hadn't really caught on to the point of the game, he was a little boy chasing his sister. Another pretty easy guess. Then Brooklyn. She started flapping her arms and running around the room.
Then Roman suddenly announces, "You're a unicorn."
Okay. Roman's turn. He climbed onto our coffee table on all fours and then started tapping the table and making animal-like gestures.
He jumps off the table enthusiastically and exclaims, "I'm an aye-aye! It's an animal that hunts for food by tapping on the ground like a woodpecker!"
Oh, that. Maybe a different game, then?