Scene--our house, Saturday morning. A 10-minute transcript of my 7-year-old's monologue and dialogue with me and his sister.
Bryce: I need some carpet. Let me try this villager’s house.
Me: You’re stealing carpet from the villagers?
Bryce: It’s okay. The villagers don’t really mind. Also, they can’t fight back.
Bryce: Villagers are pretty much pointless in pocket.
Bryce: I’m going to build a house soon so I’m gathering a lot of materials from the village.
Bryce: I caught the librarian! I saved him from the cactuses. I had to put him in a pen so he couldn’t roam far. I’m going to build my house around it. I’m going to keep the librarian as a pet and get rid of all the cactuses.
Bryce to his just-awake sister: Hayden, guess what? In my desert house I have a pet librarian. It’s literally my pet.
Hayden: That’s good…I guess…
Bryce: I’m going to ask some villagers if I can have a staircase. Hey, blacksmith, do you have a staircase? Great! I’m going to borrow it.
Me: So when you say borrow it, you mean steal, right?
Bryce: Well, yeah.
Bryce: I’m giving the villager a window with iron bars, for his pen.
Me: So basically it’s a jail?
Bryce: Sort of.
Me: How is the house coming?
Bryce: Pretty good. It’s made out of planks, mostly, and 3 blocks of sandstone.
Me: How’s the librarian?
Bryce: It’s good. I gave it some bookshelves.
Bryce: There. There’s a roof for you, librarian.
Me: What’s the roof made of?
Bryce: Sandstone. The librarian’s gonna like his new home, probably. I do have some pumpkins, however.
Bryce: Hayden, guess what? The blacksmith’s house burned down again, but it’s okay because I got his ittems.
Hayden, annoyed: Bryce, it’s I-tems. I-tems. Not ittems. Why do you always say ittems?!
Bryce, completely unfazed: Oh. I’m going to take this chest from the blacksmith’s house. I’m going to make it into a *secret* chest.
Bryce: Darn it, the secret chest doesn't work.
Bryce: There's a scrawny little blacksmith just strolling around. No wait, it's a farmer.
Me: Are you going to keep *him* as a pet?
Bryce: Nah. He has to be closer to my house for me to capture him.
And on it goes...and goes...and goes...and I love it. :)