can't be burned

We have to defend our playtime to the death.

Wash the dishes, serve them, wash them. Wash, dry, and use again. One task after another. Sometimes I wonder if I am a magician and other times I wonder if this is really my job. I can't make cookies, but I want to. I try to burn torn papers, but they don't burn. To catch goodnight kisses that I gave my daughter and put them in a box. It was a delightful game.