At the park yesterday, the older brother was giving the 3 year old a hard time. She, having none of it, was ignoring him and playing with another girl, about her size, whom she had just "met."
Sam: "Why are you playing with that little girl?"
Ellie, to Sam: "She's not little!"
Ellie, to new girl: "How old are you, anyway?"
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Sometimes, I hafta check her birth certificate to confirm that she is really only 3.5.
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