A conversation yesterday regarding my seven-year-old niece, Ruby.

Ruby's mother: We've got to take Ruby to school. She's playing the villain in a melodrama or something this afternoon.

Ruby's father: A melodrama? I don't think that's what it is.

Ruby: I'm playing a rabbit.

All assembled adults
: A rabbit?

Ruby: Yes. But a rabbit is a villain to a garden.

All assembled adults: Ohhhhh.