Elayna: "A Wee Free Men one?"
Me: "Yep! The Nac Mac Feegles!"
As always, I say "Nac Mac Feegles" in my best overdone brogue; as always, she giggles.
Elayna: "Maybe you could read it to me. When I get back."
Me: "Sure! You like being read to?"
Me: "Because of how I do the voices? Crivens!"
Elayna, giggling: "Yeah. But your voice changes when you're not reading the Nac Mac Feegles, too."
Me: "It does?"
Elayna: "Yeah. No matter what you read. Like when you read me stories from the Arabian Nights... your voice gets... smoother. And deeper, a little."