One day Wee Tiny was gazing out the window, waiting for all the little ones to come home and play. She was all alone... well.... except for me of course.
She waited and waited and waited.
She looked out the window mournfully and waited some more. Soft drizzling rain fell and made everything wet.
"Don't worry," I comforted. "They will all be back in a little while."
Wee Tiny replied "No, I think they will be back in two whiles."