I want to be a paper girl

We took the kids to the park on Monday night. Thing One has been fascinated with paper girls and boys for a few weeks now since reading The Paperboy, a great picture book. So she and Thing Two both took their bikes, their helmets, and several old newspapers and a rubber band. We first played catch for a while and then the paper delivery commenced. Thing One sat down and carefully folded the newspapers and put the one rubber band on the first one. She strapped on her helmet and, with great joy, hopped on her bike and took off down the path. As soon as she got to the first set of pine trees *BAM* there goes the first paper (fortunately she has been practicing riding with one hand for many weeks now) and *DING DING* goes the bell. Then she stopped, took off the rubber band, and wrapped up the second paper. Repeat. Then it was Thing Two's turn. They were so happy afterwards that they had actually gotten to DELIVER PAPERS (granted to squirrels and bugs) that they had to ride around and around the park path singing at the top of their lungs. Now they're trying to convince me to let them stay up all night and sleep during the day (which they are convinced paper boys and girls do). Thing Three is now trying to impale the computer keyboard. He wants me to write about him. Next time.